Heart of Mercy (Tennessee Dreams) (42 page)

“That would be wonderful, but I’m the one who should be inviting you.” He wasn’t sure why he’d said that. No way could he prepare a meal for an entire family. It was hard enough frying up an egg for one.

“No need to return any favors.” She gave her rounded belly a circular rub. “I’m always making more than our family can eat, anyway. One of these days, I’ll send Sam over with a spur-of-the-moment invite.”

“I’m all for spontaneity.”

After a bit more conversation, the family bade him good-bye. Soon, the line dwindled, until all that remained were Lucas and the two women visitors.

“Hello, Reverend,” the shorter one cooed. She batted her long eyelashes and tossed back her curled locks with a whisk of her manicured hand. “Let me introduce myself.”

Come, Lord Jesus. Come quickly.