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Authors: Geeta Kakade
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toward the door, let her go.
Margaret knocked on the door before entering Gina's room. Gina looked exhausted, but her eyes shone with happiness. Jack sat beside her on the bed, his shoulder supporting his wife, beaming with pride.
"Congratulations, you two."
"Margaret, this is Jack, my husband. Jack this is Janet's niece, Margaret, whom I told you about," Gina said with all the impatience of a new mother, hurrying through what wasn't really important to what was. "Have you seen Mikela Margaret?"
"Not yet," said Margaret, leaning forward to kiss Gina, surprised they liked her name enough to use it as the baby's middle name.
"She's perfect," announced Jack proudly. "Six pounds, three ounces. Thank you for helping Gina."
"I didn't do a thing," Margaret protested. "In fact, I think I was more nervous than Gina."
"I know you were," Gina smiled, "but you did help me. The fact that you were scared but still determined to be with me, made me feel really good. I was more afraid of being alone, than of the pain."
Jack said hesitantly, "We'd like you and Mr. Magnum to be godparents, if you don't mind."
"It would be a privilege," Margaret said quickly, wondering if she could insert a clause into the new contract she had just accepted.
She would gladly be the baby's godmother as long as her duties didn't include having anything to do with Matthew Magnum.
Margaret stared at the downy soft skin, the dark crinkled hair and the perfectly beautiful jet black eyes, and her throat closed up. She sniffed.
"Quite something isn't it?" a voice said close behind her.
"What?" Why was Matthew Magnum calling the most darling baby in the world it?
"The beauty of creation."
She spun toward him, her mouth rounded in a perfect o of surprise, amazed with his apt choice of words. As their gazes meshed, she became aware of tension gathering in the pit of her stomach. The look in Matthew Magnum's eyes glinted with the same awareness. In the space of a few seconds they had become a man and a woman with an undeniable chemistry pulsing between them.
A hand came up to cup her cheek, an unspoken message flashed between them and then he bent forward and kissed her. Casually, lightly, sweetly.
"Congratulations godmother," Margaret heard him say softly, the wicked glint back in his eyes. "Let's leave before the hospital thinks we're permanent fixtures here, and puts us on the payroll. I hear they have vacancies for hand holders and brow moppers in Maternity, a spot after your own heart."
She searched for words to annihilate the man with, tell him she wasn't taken in by his humor at all, or his casual kisses, but her vocal chords seemed paralyzed. The only clear memory imprinted on her brain was of a warm, firm mouth on hers, the momentary mingling of their breaths, and the fact that in that instant she had leaned toward Matthew Magnum.
For more.
CHAPTER FIVE
He couldn't believe he had kissed her, Matt told himself, as he worked in his office at the truck stop late into the night. True, it was just a light friendly kiss, but it hadn't been part of the plan. Matt tried to analyze why he felt the way he did and drew a blank. A part of him said he’d used the situation to get that first kiss in…she couldn’t slap his face in front of Gina.
Shrugging the incident off as a whim brought on by the circumstances surrounding the birth of the baby, he tried to concentrate on his computer monitor.
Margaret came out of her room just as Timmy came out of his the next morning.
"Hi!" said Margaret noticing the tiny shaving cut on her brother's cheek. His hair, wet from the shower, seemed darker than hers and he seemed as if he had grown another inch in the night.
"Morning." Timmy's eyes, so like her own, reflected none of her own cheer.
Margaret smiled. Aunt Jan and she were definitely morning people. Timmy wasn't.
"How was work yesterday?" asked Margaret as they went
Margaret knocked on the door before entering Gina's room. Gina looked exhausted, but her eyes shone with happiness. Jack sat beside her on the bed, his shoulder supporting his wife, beaming with pride.
"Congratulations, you two."
"Margaret, this is Jack, my husband. Jack this is Janet's niece, Margaret, whom I told you about," Gina said with all the impatience of a new mother, hurrying through what wasn't really important to what was. "Have you seen Mikela Margaret?"
"Not yet," said Margaret, leaning forward to kiss Gina, surprised they liked her name enough to use it as the baby's middle name.
"She's perfect," announced Jack proudly. "Six pounds, three ounces. Thank you for helping Gina."
"I didn't do a thing," Margaret protested. "In fact, I think I was more nervous than Gina."
"I know you were," Gina smiled, "but you did help me. The fact that you were scared but still determined to be with me, made me feel really good. I was more afraid of being alone, than of the pain."
Jack said hesitantly, "We'd like you and Mr. Magnum to be godparents, if you don't mind."
"It would be a privilege," Margaret said quickly, wondering if she could insert a clause into the new contract she had just accepted.
She would gladly be the baby's godmother as long as her duties didn't include having anything to do with Matthew Magnum.
Margaret stared at the downy soft skin, the dark crinkled hair and the perfectly beautiful jet black eyes, and her throat closed up. She sniffed.
"Quite something isn't it?" a voice said close behind her.
"What?" Why was Matthew Magnum calling the most darling baby in the world it?
"The beauty of creation."
She spun toward him, her mouth rounded in a perfect o of surprise, amazed with his apt choice of words. As their gazes meshed, she became aware of tension gathering in the pit of her stomach. The look in Matthew Magnum's eyes glinted with the same awareness. In the space of a few seconds they had become a man and a woman with an undeniable chemistry pulsing between them.
A hand came up to cup her cheek, an unspoken message flashed between them and then he bent forward and kissed her. Casually, lightly, sweetly.
"Congratulations godmother," Margaret heard him say softly, the wicked glint back in his eyes. "Let's leave before the hospital thinks we're permanent fixtures here, and puts us on the payroll. I hear they have vacancies for hand holders and brow moppers in Maternity, a spot after your own heart."
She searched for words to annihilate the man with, tell him she wasn't taken in by his humor at all, or his casual kisses, but her vocal chords seemed paralyzed. The only clear memory imprinted on her brain was of a warm, firm mouth on hers, the momentary mingling of their breaths, and the fact that in that instant she had leaned toward Matthew Magnum.
For more.
CHAPTER FIVE
He couldn't believe he had kissed her, Matt told himself, as he worked in his office at the truck stop late into the night. True, it was just a light friendly kiss, but it hadn't been part of the plan. Matt tried to analyze why he felt the way he did and drew a blank. A part of him said he’d used the situation to get that first kiss in…she couldn’t slap his face in front of Gina.
Shrugging the incident off as a whim brought on by the circumstances surrounding the birth of the baby, he tried to concentrate on his computer monitor.
Margaret came out of her room just as Timmy came out of his the next morning.
"Hi!" said Margaret noticing the tiny shaving cut on her brother's cheek. His hair, wet from the shower, seemed darker than hers and he seemed as if he had grown another inch in the night.
"Morning." Timmy's eyes, so like her own, reflected none of her own cheer.
Margaret smiled. Aunt Jan and she were definitely morning people. Timmy wasn't.
"How was work yesterday?" asked Margaret as they went
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