Good Husband Material

Good Husband Material
Kara Lennox

It starts when Natalie Briggs runs into her ex-husband, Josh, at their high school reunion.A romantic dance leads to a kiss…and a kiss to a blissful night of lovemaking. Then Natalie gets the shocking news. She's finally going to have Josh's child–twenty-five years better-late-than-never! Her adopted daughter is excited about becoming a big sister. Josh's teenage sons don't know what to think.And her former mother-in-law is full of maternal advice… before Natalie even gives birth! Starting a family was what Josh and Natalie always wanted. But when Natalie couldn't conceive, their marriage unraveled. Now they've been given a miraculous second chance. Life has just gotten more complicated–will the second time around be sweeter?

Good Husband Material

Kara Lennox

Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter One

As Natalie Briggs looped her name badge around her neck, she casually checked out the remaining badges on the table.

Casually, until she saw the one that read Josh Carlson. Then she had to swallow hard and look away, hoping her panic wasn’t obvious. How was this possible?

Her friend Melissa had assured her Josh wouldn’t come. He’d made partner a couple of years ago at the Houston law firm he’d been working for since he got his law degree. That meant he didn’t have time for a silly class reunion.

She didn’t bear him malice, really. But it would be so awkward seeing him after all these years.

“Natalie!”

She found herself scooped into a bear hug by a five-foot-two tornado. Though Natalie couldn’t see the tornado’s face, she knew it was Melissa Bailey Pelton, the only person in tiny Camden, Texas, she’d kept in touch with over the last several years.

With her mounds of bright red hair—always completely out of control—and mischievous green eyes, Melissa had an eternal youthfulness about her that would probably still be with her when she was a hundred.

“Natalie, you look fabulous! I can’t believe you actually came!”

“I told you I was coming, didn’t I?” Then she added in a whisper, “But you told me Josh wouldn’t be here. You promised.”

“He RSVP’d at the last minute,” Melissa said with a shrug. “Anyway, I want to see him. We’ve exchanged a few calls and e-mails over the years, but I haven’t actually laid eyes on him since you guys split up…what, twenty years ago?”

“Twenty years ago this month, as a matter of fact.”

“Ah, so you keep track.” Before Natalie could comment, Melissa led her to a table, where a few others from their old crowd were sitting drinking beer and noshing on chicken wings. “Look who I found!”

“Hey, it’s Stick!”

Shrieks of recognition and lots of hugging followed. Back in high school, they’d been the brainy group, the ones who actually read the assigned books in English class and enjoyed them. The ones who’d planned on going to college, though not all of them had.

“Lookin’ good, Stick,” said Tommy, the one who’d dubbed her with her not-very-flattering nickname because she’d been so skinny.

“Not such a stick anymore,” she said with a grin.

Natalie hugged each of them in turn and met a few spouses as warm memories flooded her. Diane Helms, who’d played flute in the marching band; Bud Conklin, who read books on theoretical physics just for fun; Tommy Garrett, who loved practical jokes. Though some of them had less hair, more padding and a few more laugh lines, they were all instantly recognizable and seemed exactly the same.

It was too bad she’d let these friendships slip away. After her mother died, she’d found no compelling reason to return to her small hometown.

Camden and her old friends had only been a painful reminder of how happy they’d all been—how happy she and Josh had been before the struggles of the real world had taken their toll.

One more person came forward and Natalie found herself nose-to-chin with Josh Carlson.

Her ex-husband.

She stepped back, and every molecule of air in her lungs whooshed out, leaving her unable to speak.

“Natalie.” His voice was warm, sexy, almost provocative. “Melissa said you couldn’t come to the reunion.”

Natalie shot her friend a scathing look, but Melissa pretended not to notice.

“I decided at the last minute,” Natalie said when she could find her voice. It came out sounding remarkably normal. Oh, Lord in heaven, why couldn’t he have aged like their friends…like her? Josh Carlson in the flesh was just…an assault on her senses. He’d filled out some, but he wasn’t carrying an ounce of excess weight anywhere she could see, and his hair was as dark and thick as ever, though he wore it quite a bit shorter than she remembered. The slight silvering at the temples didn’t detract from his appeal at all.

He was six feet of lean, broad-shouldered, gorgeous male, and Natalie’s knees had suddenly turned to rubber.

“You look fabulous,” he said. “The men are going to line up to dance with you like they did in high school.”