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Authors: Brenda Jackson
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Deciding to take advantage of the time Durango was gone, she gently lowered her body off the counter and immediately began brushing her teeth. She had just finished rinsing out her mouth when Durango returned.
“Here you go.”
She took the cold can of ginger ale he offered and after quickly pulling the tab, she took a sip, immediately feeling better. After finishing the rest she lowered the can from her mouth, licked her lips and said, “Thanks, I needed that.”
She quickly began studying the can. Durango was staring at her and she felt embarrassed. She knew she looked a mess. One of the things she had learned at the all-girl school her grandparents had sent her to was that a lady never showed signs of weakness in front of a man.She’d also been taught that a man was not supposed to see a woman at her worst. Unfortunately some things couldn’t be helped. Besides, it wasn’t as if she had invited him to join her in the bathroom this morning. Why had he come, anyway?
As if reading her mind, he said, “I know you said you usually don’t eat anything in the morning, but I was about to have breakfast and wanted to check to make sure you didn’t want to join me.”
“I would not have been able to eat anything.”
“Yeah, I can see why. And you go through this every morning?” he asked, and once again she heard the deep concern in his voice.
“Yes, but it’s not always this bad. I guess eating all that stew at dinner last night wasn’t such a good idea.”
“Evidently. What did your doctor say about it?”
She sighed deeply. “There’s not a lot he could say, Durango. During the early months of pregnancy, morning sickness happens.”
“That’s not good enough.”
She held up both hands to stop him. She knew he was about to urge her to see a local doctor. “Look, not now, okay? More than anything I need to get myself together. Just give me a few minutes.”
“And you’re sure you’re okay?”
“I’m sure.”
“Is there anything else I can get you?”
She shifted uneasily, not used to this amount of attention. “No, thanks. I don’t need anything.”
He nodded. “Okay then, I’ll leave you alone to get dressed.”
He turned to leave then slowly turned back aroundand surprised her when his mouth brushed over hers. “Sorry my kid is causing you so much trouble,” he said after the light caress.
And before she could gather her wits and say anything, he had walked out of the bathroom, leaving her alone.
Durango paced the living room, glad he hadn’t gone out. He winced at the thought of how things would have been for Savannah if she’d been alone. Then it struck him that she had gone through it alone before. She lived by herself and there had to have been times when she’d been sick and no one had been there with her. When she’d first mentioned this morning sickness thing, he’d thought she just experienced a queasy stomach in the morning and preferred not eating until later. He had no idea she spent part of each morning practically retching her guts out.
He paused and rubbed his hand down his face. It was easy to see he wasn’t used to being around a pregnant woman. There hadn’t been any babies in his family until Delaney had given birth a few years ago, and then she’d spent most of the time during her pregnancy in her husband’s homeland in the Middle East.
Although he had only been around Jayla a few times while she was pregnant, the only thing he’d been aware of was that she was huge. Because she had been carrying twins she always looked as if she was about to deliver at any moment. He didn’t recall Storm ever mentioning anything about Jayla being sick and throwing up every morning. It seemed that he needed to be the one reading a baby book.
Shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans, hebegan pacing again. Okay, so maybe he was getting freaked out and carried away. Savannah had claimed what she was going through was normal, but even so, that didn’t mean
“Here you go.”
She took the cold can of ginger ale he offered and after quickly pulling the tab, she took a sip, immediately feeling better. After finishing the rest she lowered the can from her mouth, licked her lips and said, “Thanks, I needed that.”
She quickly began studying the can. Durango was staring at her and she felt embarrassed. She knew she looked a mess. One of the things she had learned at the all-girl school her grandparents had sent her to was that a lady never showed signs of weakness in front of a man.She’d also been taught that a man was not supposed to see a woman at her worst. Unfortunately some things couldn’t be helped. Besides, it wasn’t as if she had invited him to join her in the bathroom this morning. Why had he come, anyway?
As if reading her mind, he said, “I know you said you usually don’t eat anything in the morning, but I was about to have breakfast and wanted to check to make sure you didn’t want to join me.”
“I would not have been able to eat anything.”
“Yeah, I can see why. And you go through this every morning?” he asked, and once again she heard the deep concern in his voice.
“Yes, but it’s not always this bad. I guess eating all that stew at dinner last night wasn’t such a good idea.”
“Evidently. What did your doctor say about it?”
She sighed deeply. “There’s not a lot he could say, Durango. During the early months of pregnancy, morning sickness happens.”
“That’s not good enough.”
She held up both hands to stop him. She knew he was about to urge her to see a local doctor. “Look, not now, okay? More than anything I need to get myself together. Just give me a few minutes.”
“And you’re sure you’re okay?”
“I’m sure.”
“Is there anything else I can get you?”
She shifted uneasily, not used to this amount of attention. “No, thanks. I don’t need anything.”
He nodded. “Okay then, I’ll leave you alone to get dressed.”
He turned to leave then slowly turned back aroundand surprised her when his mouth brushed over hers. “Sorry my kid is causing you so much trouble,” he said after the light caress.
And before she could gather her wits and say anything, he had walked out of the bathroom, leaving her alone.
Durango paced the living room, glad he hadn’t gone out. He winced at the thought of how things would have been for Savannah if she’d been alone. Then it struck him that she had gone through it alone before. She lived by herself and there had to have been times when she’d been sick and no one had been there with her. When she’d first mentioned this morning sickness thing, he’d thought she just experienced a queasy stomach in the morning and preferred not eating until later. He had no idea she spent part of each morning practically retching her guts out.
He paused and rubbed his hand down his face. It was easy to see he wasn’t used to being around a pregnant woman. There hadn’t been any babies in his family until Delaney had given birth a few years ago, and then she’d spent most of the time during her pregnancy in her husband’s homeland in the Middle East.
Although he had only been around Jayla a few times while she was pregnant, the only thing he’d been aware of was that she was huge. Because she had been carrying twins she always looked as if she was about to deliver at any moment. He didn’t recall Storm ever mentioning anything about Jayla being sick and throwing up every morning. It seemed that he needed to be the one reading a baby book.
Shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans, hebegan pacing again. Okay, so maybe he was getting freaked out and carried away. Savannah had claimed what she was going through was normal, but even so, that didn’t mean
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