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Double Dare

Double Dare by Hopper Elaine
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Single, expectant mother Heather Dare is doing just fine on her own until her mother, Senator Darlene Dare, discovers her daughter's condition. The Senator, on the campaign trail, starts having chest pains. The press are right on her trail. Heather's sexy neighbor Jake West barges into her apartment in the middle of the mayhem, what is a girl to do? She quickly introduces her mother to her "fiance". Wow! Jake -- and his real fiance Brenda -- are sure surprised! Now Mom is making wedding plans...
Awe-Struck Publishing; November 2000
100 pages; ISBN 9781587490088
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Title: Double Dare
Author: Hopper Elaine
"Say family values for the camera, Dear!" Senator Darlene Dare flung strong arms about her daughter, then stepped back, her violet-blue eyes wide.

A gazillion flashing lights blinded Heather. But her mother's million-dollar smile easily eclipsed them. She blinked. It took several seconds for her vision to clear, but when it did, her blood stopped pumping. Her lungs refused to exhale. Her fingers itched to slam the door. A bevy of news people and cameras buzzed about her apartment's shadowy hallway, all snapping pictures of her in her flimsy negligee. Her closely guarded secret was blown to the winds. Protectively, she splayed her hands across her protruding belly. She ran back into her mother's outstretched arms, seeking comfort and protection. "I've missed you so much."

In her mother's ear, she chided, "You really should've warned me you were in town. There's something I've been meaning to tell you." She paused for emphasis. "Privately." A pushy reporter snapped a close up. As she'd done so many times in her life, she averted her face, covering it with the palm of her hand. Life in the spotlight as the Senator's daughter formed scars on her.

"When were you planning to tell me?" Darlene's cultured voice held just the slightest twinge of censorship. "At the Baptism?"

Pulling away, the Senator stood at arm's length, her gaze trained on Heather's stomach. She patted Heather's bulging tummy with perfectly manicured hands.

Ravishing as always, her mother made her feel extremely dowdy. Pearl ear studs played peek-a-boo through coiffed white-blonde hair, the same shade as Heather's. A flawless complexion highlighted the heart-shaped face that still bewitched many a male constituent. Swallowing hard, she lowered her eyes to the evidence of her condition. Her stomach stretched so far to the front, she could legitimately be mistaken for the Good Year Blimp, or a hippopotamus. Very slowly so as not to drawn attention to it, she inched her hand behind her back, away from the nosy cameramen, but most particularly from her mother. The pad of her thumb rubbed her ringless finger. Old Mrs. Perriwinkle from across the hall stuck her nose out her door, staring shamelessly. Somber brown eyes shifted from mother to daughter to the tribe of newscasters. They pinched together in her screwed up her face.

Wrinkles rolled on her forehead. Thick eyebrows came together in one solid line.

Another neighbor, Carla Schoenfeldt, stopped mid-gait on spiky high heels, her mouth agape, her ears wiggling. Shoulder length ear hoops swung back and forth. "Interview's over." Darlene's lips thinned.

Violet eyes narrowed in warning. No one in their right mind would argue with her mother in this mood. When were newsmen ever in their right mind, though? Quelling the nearly uncontrollable urge to hide, she managed to stand her ground. "We'd like to meet your lovely daughter, Senator Dare." Brian Jenkins of the KCRG Des Moines News Team, objected, trying to push his way inside Heather's apartment. Ruddy cheeks turned as red as his hair. Freckles popped out on the bridge of his nose. Only Darlene's expression was more determined than Brian's.

Dread consumed her. Having her home turned into a war zone wasn't on her top ten priority list today. Nor was having a photograph taken of her in her negligee anywhere on that list. "You're causing a scene." Curling her fingers around her mother's upper arms, she dragged her into her tiny apartment, away from the prying eyes and brash news people.

The last thing she wanted was Brian Jenkins and this mob in her living room!

Maybe find it exposeed on the six o'clock news.

Leaving no doubt intruders weren't welcome, she shut the door firmly, then turned to face her mother whose chest rose and fell swiftly.

Darlene's gaze stayed glued to Heather's bulging stomach. A puzzled expression flickered across her eyes. The irises dilated alarmingly.

"When's the baby due? This month?"

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