her hair.
“As soon as I can.” Adam pulled himself away, determined to make his exit while she was no longer crying, a state he knew wouldn’t last long.
“I love you!” she exclaimed, the first time the words had left her lips.
He stilled in the doorway for a moment. “I…” Taking a deep breath, he walked out of the room and started down the hall, the sound of her sobbing echoing in his ears.
7
Adam had been gone for more than a week. He had called late in the evening the day that he left, but it was brief and he sounded distant. Leah spent the first few days in bed despondent, only rising to eat. It had been getting easier for her since they started video chatting daily once he’d gotten settled in. He still wouldn’t tell her what was going on and she was afraid to ask, fearing that he wouldn’t want to talk as often if she did. What did it matter anyway? He assured her he would be back soon and there was nothing she could do to make that day come faster.
The old woman that had been with her on the ship was in charge of her care. It seemed like ages ago now. Her name was Ramira and she actually spoke English, so Leah had someone to keep her company. Adam must have instructed her to be more amiable because her attitude changed abruptly one day, becoming warm and friendly. It was such a comfort to have someone to talk to.
Leah came down the stairs, hungry for the delicious breakfast Ramira was making. Leah’s heart leapt into her throat as she quickened her pace as she heard voices coming from down stairs.
“Miss Leah isn’t up yet, should I wake her?”
“No, she needs her sleep,” Adam’s voice answered over the speaker. “Has she been eating enough?”
“Oh, yes, her appetite came back a few days after you left.”
“Good. Tell her that I’ll call back this afternoon.”
“Adam!” Leah shouted as she ran down the stairs. “Wait!”
“Wait Mr. Adam, she’s awake now.” Ramira shot her a grin and walked into the kitchen.
“Adam!” Leah flopped down in the chair at the computer desk.
“Hi, baby.” He smiled at her through the screen and she started to tear up. “Leah, don’t cry, baby.”
“I’m sorry,” she said, wiping her tears away. She normally retained her composure while they talked, but she was too sleepy to summon her resolve. If he knew she cried for at least an hour after seeing him, she thought that he’d start calling less often.
“Oh, I miss you so much.” He was sitting in front of a white wall as he always was, making it impossible for her to figure out what he was doing.
“I miss you so bad, but I’m doing alright.” Leah put on her brave face even though she was dying inside.
“Good. I hope you’re taking good care of yourself.” His smile dropped for a moment and she clearly saw that familiar sadness in his eyes. “And my baby.”
“I am. Ramira is taking great care of us both.” She smiled bigger at him in an effort to make him feel better.
“That is so good to hear.” He looked so sad. It was always hard not to ask him if he was okay.
“Do you want to see my belly?” That always lifted his spirits.
“God, yes,” he breathed, the sadness in his eyes mingling with lust.
“Here,” Leah giggled, angling the camera a bit so her back would be toward the kitchen as she opened her robe. She made sure that her full breasts would be in the frame as she stroked her belly.
“Oh, Leah.” His eyes widened as he squirmed in his chair, making her giggle.
“We miss you!”
“Sweetie, I’ve got great news.”
“You do?” She pulled her robe together and sat back down.
“I’m coming home in a few days.”
“Really?” Leah couldn’t stop herself from crying, but they were happy tears so hopefully he wouldn’t mind.
“Yes, just a few more days.” He looked happy and upset at the same time. “Oh, baby, don’t cry. I’ll be back soon. I promise.”
“Okay.” Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to stop, knowing that
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