Marrying Her: The Keeping Her Christmas Wedding (The Keeping Her Series Book 5) by Kelly Lucille

time.”
    “Roxy’s a wolf and we’re
doing okay by her.”  She needed to say it out loud before the rest of her panic
disappeared.
    “You are doing more than
okay with her,” Miley said softly finally understanding her panic.  “You are a
fantastic mother, and will be amazing with this one, too.”
    She turned to meet Miley’s
steadfast eyes, straightened her shoulders, and finally smiled, her confidence
returning.  “I’m going to be a great mother.”
    Miley laughed.  “You
already are.”
    “Okay,” Clytie blew out a
breath.  “Now tell me how we keep this a secret from highly sensitive super
protective shape-shifters trained to notice everything.”
    Miley opened her mouth
and then closed it, then repeated the process twice more.  “I got nothin’.”
    “We’re going to need help,”
Clytie muttered, putting her elbows on her knees and her head in her hands.
    “Lucas.”
    “Help who will not
immediately tell Demon or assign a security detail.”
    Miley went back to
thinking.
    “Someone who is both
sneaky and can lie through his teeth.”  Clytie pursed her lips.
    “Ben,” Miley said
quickly.
    “And will not immediately
tell Demon, or use it as an inside joke to drive me batty with insinuations for
the next nine months.”
    Miley put her chin in her
hands and her elbows on her knees.
    “Logan?” Clytie asked,
her eyes narrowed in thought.
    “He would be perfect but
at present he is off chasing down a mysterious woman he says is his mate.”
    “Really?” Clytie breathed
immediately distracted by that thought.  Then she caught the tone of Miley’s
voice.  “You don’t think she’s his mate?”
    “I have no idea.  I doubt
Logan would be wrong about this; I just hope she is worthy of him, that’s all. 
He deserves to be happy.”
    “Hmm,” Clytie said
thinking of the alpha wolf in all his slim hipped, slow talking glory.  She did
not blame Miley for her overprotective tone.  She understood the sentiment
entirely.  She waved Logan and his mate away from her thoughts with an effort. 
She would think about it later, maybe find out if Demon knew anything about the
mystery woman.  “Okay, so who do we have left that is a great liar, will not
immediately tell Demon, or build a wall of men around us, and can help us
without driving us crazy at the same time?”
    They both looked at each
other and after a moment they smiled in perfect understanding.  “He’s not here.” 
Clytie pointed out.
    “But he will be.  Lucas
said he would be finishing up the San Francisco security upgrades within a day
or so, and join us here.
    “You think he’ll do it?”
    Miley smiled big.  “He
will, especially if we both ask him.  He will adore having inside information
that no one else has, and he has the security and computer skills to make sure
you get to see your doctor and anything else you need without anyone else being
the wiser.”
    “It could work.”
    Miley smiled big.  “It
will work.”  Then she shrugged.  “At least it’s the best chance we have for
success.”
    Clytie smiled back
gamely.  “Small though the chance might be.”
    ***
    Eli showed up three days
later, and while wedding plans were progressing, it was obvious that not one of
the men expected it to be put off for quite so long.  None of the women blinked
at the delay, but for men apparently two months was like dog years.  When
Cassandra, trying to be helpful, explained about human weddings sometimes
taking years to plan and arrange, they all got this incredulous look on their
faces and shared a look between them that clearly stated how ridiculous they
found human behavior, but they said nothing.  Demon did not have their
restraint.
    “We are not waiting a
fucking year to get married,” he grumbled, his glare expressing his emphatic
denial at the very thought.
    Clytie sighed long and
deep.  “Of course not.  I want my wedding on Christmas Eve day, which is less
than eight weeks, and I would like to