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out it. I just hope it’s soon.”
Chance smiled, she was so tired he wondered if he should leave her alone with the boys, she hadn’t even realized that their fussiness was because they were both cutting several teeth. “Just give them the washcloths. They’re not colicky, they’re teething.”
Rachel turned and stuck a finger in both boys’ mouths, amazed at the sharp little ridges she felt on their swollen gums. Smiling for the first time today, she turned back to thank the man, only to find he had already let himself out of the house, quietly shutting the door behind him. She was sadly disappointed and quickly looked at the card. He had left his phone number, but not his name. Her knight in shining armor has just disappeared and she hadn’t even had a chance to thank him.
Chapter 11
“Trent?”
Trent heard the soft voice and turned from where he stood by the hospital window, “Bri, how are you feeling, baby?” Seeing the tears well up in her eyes, he hurried around the bed to take her into his arms, being careful of her recent stitches.
“Where is she?” Brianna sniffled, wanting to hold her baby so badly. She had dreamed of holding her child from the first moment she had felt her move. And now, because Marco couldn’t accept his daughter’s death, she might never get to hold her.
“Shush. Shawn and his team are working on several leads right now. Hopefully we’ll know something soon.”
Brianna nodded, that sounded so good. She really needed to hear some bit of good news to keep her hope up. Tipping her head up, she looked at her husband and was so grateful for his strong support. He was her rock.
“Uhm… I was thinking...,” she began.
Trying to lighten the mood, Trent replied, “Uh oh. That’s not normally a good thing.”
Brianna smiled at his jest, “Well, it is this time. I was thinking that maybe we should decide upon a name. We can’t keep calling her ‘baby,’ and maybe if we put forth some positive energy, she’ll be returned to us faster.”
Trent hugged her close and then tipped her chin up, taking her mouth in a slow kiss, he tried to offer her comfort and peace. He let his tongue stroke her gently before pulling away and giving her one of his secret smiles, “You, my dear wife, are brilliant. Let’s give her a name. What did you have in mind?”
Brianna told her pulse and her libido to settle down. She had just given birth, had her stomach cut open, and her child stolen; yet, one kiss from her husband and she was wishing for a lot more. Pulling herself from those pleasant thoughts, she started going through a list of names they had placed on their short list. “Well, we had narrowed it down to Amanda, Michelle, Kaydence, and Rebekah.”
Trent nodded his head, “I remember. Do any of them feel right to you?”
Brianna shook her head, “Not really. In fact, right now I don’t like any of them.” She was disgusted with herself; how hard could it be to pick out a baby name.
“How about we scrap that list and start again?”
“That sounds good. Can I see her again?” Brianna asked.
Trent took out his phone and pulled up the picture of their daughter, the only one they possessed. As he gazed down at it, he prayed that whoever was caring for her knew what they were doing. She was a beautiful baby and Trent made his body relax as anger started to take over again. He was one of the wealthiest men in the Denver area, yet, his money hadn’t protected his wife and child.
Brianna gazed at the child she had yet to hold and tried not to give in to the tears again. It was time for action. She was going to name her child and trust that she would be returned to her soon. “How about Faith?”
“Faith.” Trent let the name roll around in his head; he liked it. Nodding, he smiled at his wife, “Faith sounds good. Faith Coldwell. It’s perfect.” Kissing Brianna on the top of her head, he snuggled her close against his side as they both looked at the picture
Chance smiled, she was so tired he wondered if he should leave her alone with the boys, she hadn’t even realized that their fussiness was because they were both cutting several teeth. “Just give them the washcloths. They’re not colicky, they’re teething.”
Rachel turned and stuck a finger in both boys’ mouths, amazed at the sharp little ridges she felt on their swollen gums. Smiling for the first time today, she turned back to thank the man, only to find he had already let himself out of the house, quietly shutting the door behind him. She was sadly disappointed and quickly looked at the card. He had left his phone number, but not his name. Her knight in shining armor has just disappeared and she hadn’t even had a chance to thank him.
Chapter 11
“Trent?”
Trent heard the soft voice and turned from where he stood by the hospital window, “Bri, how are you feeling, baby?” Seeing the tears well up in her eyes, he hurried around the bed to take her into his arms, being careful of her recent stitches.
“Where is she?” Brianna sniffled, wanting to hold her baby so badly. She had dreamed of holding her child from the first moment she had felt her move. And now, because Marco couldn’t accept his daughter’s death, she might never get to hold her.
“Shush. Shawn and his team are working on several leads right now. Hopefully we’ll know something soon.”
Brianna nodded, that sounded so good. She really needed to hear some bit of good news to keep her hope up. Tipping her head up, she looked at her husband and was so grateful for his strong support. He was her rock.
“Uhm… I was thinking...,” she began.
Trying to lighten the mood, Trent replied, “Uh oh. That’s not normally a good thing.”
Brianna smiled at his jest, “Well, it is this time. I was thinking that maybe we should decide upon a name. We can’t keep calling her ‘baby,’ and maybe if we put forth some positive energy, she’ll be returned to us faster.”
Trent hugged her close and then tipped her chin up, taking her mouth in a slow kiss, he tried to offer her comfort and peace. He let his tongue stroke her gently before pulling away and giving her one of his secret smiles, “You, my dear wife, are brilliant. Let’s give her a name. What did you have in mind?”
Brianna told her pulse and her libido to settle down. She had just given birth, had her stomach cut open, and her child stolen; yet, one kiss from her husband and she was wishing for a lot more. Pulling herself from those pleasant thoughts, she started going through a list of names they had placed on their short list. “Well, we had narrowed it down to Amanda, Michelle, Kaydence, and Rebekah.”
Trent nodded his head, “I remember. Do any of them feel right to you?”
Brianna shook her head, “Not really. In fact, right now I don’t like any of them.” She was disgusted with herself; how hard could it be to pick out a baby name.
“How about we scrap that list and start again?”
“That sounds good. Can I see her again?” Brianna asked.
Trent took out his phone and pulled up the picture of their daughter, the only one they possessed. As he gazed down at it, he prayed that whoever was caring for her knew what they were doing. She was a beautiful baby and Trent made his body relax as anger started to take over again. He was one of the wealthiest men in the Denver area, yet, his money hadn’t protected his wife and child.
Brianna gazed at the child she had yet to hold and tried not to give in to the tears again. It was time for action. She was going to name her child and trust that she would be returned to her soon. “How about Faith?”
“Faith.” Trent let the name roll around in his head; he liked it. Nodding, he smiled at his wife, “Faith sounds good. Faith Coldwell. It’s perfect.” Kissing Brianna on the top of her head, he snuggled her close against his side as they both looked at the picture
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