Except she wasn’t. Suzanne’s best work to date was her interpretation—no doubt her mother would say bastardization—of David.

Which led her thoughts straight back to Grady.

“Here you go,” Jenny said as she handed Suzanne her order in a to-go cup. “You look like you need some fortification.”

Suzanne blinked. “Oh?”

“You look tired. That new guy of yours keeping you up all night?” she said with a smile.

Several sets of eyes swung in her direction. At least half a dozen of them did not belong to her family or Winona, who were all grinning at her indulgently as heat flooded Suzanne’s face.

Winona was barely controlling a laugh.

Obviously everyone knew about her and Grady, but…could Jenny Carter tell she had sex last night? Could everyone?

“You should watch out,” she quipped, rubbing her hand over the roundness of her flowering belly, “or you’ll be next.”

Suzanne blanched. It was bad enough news that her and Grady’s relationship was apparently all over town—as he’d predicted—they didn’t need a pregnancy rumor as well. She could only imagine how furious Grady would be about that.

What was it with pregnant women thinking the whole damn world should be knocked up? She placed a hand over her stomach to ward off any weird pregnancy juju floating around inside Déjà Brew.

“You’re pregnant?”

The startled voice behind Suzanne had her swinging around to find Burl standing just inside the door, his arm around a woman about his age with a cute salt-and-pepper pixie cut and kind eyes. Cora, she presumed.

Crap.

Cora’s gaze fell to Suzanne’s hand still resting against her abdomen, and she beamed. “Oh, Burl.” She looked at him like they’d just won the lotto. “We’re going to be grandparents.”

Suzanne dropped her hand like it had been scalded. “Oh no.” She shook her head vehemently, waving her hands in front of her in a universal sign of denial. “Absolutely not.”

Shit! Grady was going to be pissed.

“Now, now, Cora.” Burl laughed, obviously taking in the alarmed denial in Suzanne’s gaze. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. Come and meet her first.”

Cora rushed forward and pulled Suzanne in for a hug. “My dear, dear girl. I’m Cora. And you must be Suzanne. It is so very nice to meet you. Now let me get a look at you.”

She stepped back and held Suzanne at arm’s length. There were tears in her eyes, which made Suzanne feel totally shitty. Deceiving her parents was one thing. Her parents, she knew, would move on quickly from Grady when Suzanne announced it had all fallen through. Deceiving this woman who plainly loved and worried about Grady and who clearly wore her heart on her sleeve was terrible.