Who's The Daddy?

Who's The Daddy?
Judy Christenberry

Could an expectant mother really forget who fathered her baby?When Caroline Adkins woke in a hospital bed with amnesia, she received startling news–she was pregnant! She couldn't remember one single night of passion…yet three different men were claiming paternity!Sexy stranger Max Daniels was the only man not previously acquainted with her powerful family. But one look into his eyes and Caroline started to fall for him, even though he was the least likely daddy-hopeful. Meantime, her family was arranging her marriage to a man with more proof….Caroline was headed toward the altar with the seemingly right daddy–but the wrong man. Could she and Max prove his paternity– in time to stop her wedding?

People were crowding around her hospital bed…

And Caroline didn’t recognize a soul!

“I thought she was okay,” said a man in blue jeans.

Caroline couldn’t help but admit her attraction to him—and she liked the anxious look he sent the doctor.

“She is,” the doctor returned. “But with the baby…”

Baby? Caroline’s hand shot to her stomach. She was pregnant! She couldn’t be. Could she? Oh dear, what had she gotten herself into? And with whom?

A look at the shocked faces told her that no one had known.

“I demand to know who the father is!” the eldest man present suddenly shouted.

With that tone, Caroline was pretty sure he was her father.

“Who?” he repeated.

Then three men stepped forward. In unison, as if rehearsed, they all said, “I am.”

Who’s the Daddy?

Judy Christenberry

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Judy Christenberry has been writing romances for more than nineteen years because she loves happy endings as much as her readers do. A former French teacher, Judy now devotes herself to writing full-time. She hopes readers have as much fun with her stories as she does. She spends her spare time reading, watching her favorite sports teams and keeping track of her two daughters. Judy lives in Texas.

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

EPILOGUE

CHAPTER ONE

“MEMORIAL HOSPITAL, on line one.”

James Adkins, one of the wealthiest men in Denver, reared back in his chair, ran a hand through his gray hair, slammed his bifocals onto the table and glared at his secretary. “I told you I was not to be disturbed.”

“Yes, sir, but it’s Caroline. She’s in the hospital.”

“That girl of mine is always running around getting involved in causes. Tell her we’ll discuss it over dinner.” He turned away, assurance in every ounce of him that he’d be obeyed. After all, he always was.

“Sir,” the secretary persisted, desperation in her voice, “she’s there as a patient.”

He turned to stare at her, his frown of impatience turning to deeper emotion. “What? That’s ridiculous. I saw her this morning.”

“There was an accident,” the secretary said quickly.

James Adkins moved faster than one would have expected from his less than sleek figure, overweight from rich foods and no exercise. He grabbed the phone and barked into it. “Who’s speaking?”

The two men with whom he’d been meeting both stood and moved closer to the phone.

“She’s what?” Adkins shrieked, and then listened again. “Yes, yes, I’ll be right there! Yes, I’ll bring her mother.” He slammed down the receiver and looked at the two younger men, for the first time unsure of his actions.

“Caroline’s been in an accident. And…and she’s got amnesia.”

“Is she all right?” one of them asked.