The Tempted. Amanda Stevens

They’d always used protection. And they hadn’t been together that many times anyway.

      It only takes once, a little voice taunted Tess.

      “What are you going to do?” Melanie had asked Tess earlier when she’d driven Tess out to the lake house.

      “I’ll have to tell Jared,” she said.

      “What if he wants you to get rid of the baby?”

      Tess had recoiled in horror. “He wouldn’t!”

      “What do you think he’s going to do, Tess? Marry you? Spencers don’t marry ordinary people like us. They find ways to get rid of us.”

      Trying to block out her friend’s warning, Tess whirled back to the counter, away from her mother’s suspicious scrutiny. But the sudden movement brought on a wave of dizziness. As Tess grabbed for the counter to steady herself, her hand hit one of the goblets, knocking it to the floor. French crystal shattered against African slate.

      Horrified, Tess dropped to her knees and began picking up the shards.

      “I hope you realize that glass was Lalique,” said a cool voice above her.

      Tess looked up, dreading to see who stood over her. The white silk dress came into focus first, then the diamonds around her wrist, then Cressida Spencer’s smooth, lovely features. Tess’s heart began to pound. In truth, she’d always been a little frightened of Jared’s tall, blond mother.