Wanted by Her Lost Love

As he made his way to the underground garagewhere his BMW was parked, his cell phone rang,rudely intruding on his thoughts. “What?” he barkedinto the receiver.“Ryan?” His mom’s voice bled through his dourmood.“Sorry, Mom, didn’t mean to snap.” He opened thedoor and slid into the seat, settling back, notbothering to start the engine yet.“Ryan, what’s wrong?”“Nothing, Mom, just a busy day. What’s up?”“I was hoping you and Jarrod would have dinnerwith me tomorrow night.”Ryan closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of hisnose between two fingers. There was no easy way tosay this and his mom would know soon enough nowthat Jarrod had been over. Best she know now soshe could get used to it. “Mom, you should know…Kelly is with me…and she’s pregnant.”There was a sharp intake of breath on the otherend followed by thick silence. “I see,” she finally said.“I guess inviting Roberta is out of the question.”Ryan blew out his breath at his mother’s snippytone. Roberta Maxwell was a woman his mom had