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take those orders in properly. But today… She swallowed. Today she’d do anything to keep her baby healthy. Fighting with Alex, confronting him about his intentions, had to wait. She raised an eyebrow. ‘You wanted something?’
    He rubbed his nape. He didn’t meet her eyes. ‘I wanted to check if Caro was staying for a while. I need to pop out to grab a few things.’ His voice was devoid of all emotion.
    ‘Pop away,’ Caro said with an airy wave of her hand, not even looking at him.
    Alex left without saying another word. Kit pleated the quilt cover with her fingers. ‘Do you think he’ll be back?’ Maybe he’d make that dash for Sydney right now.
    ‘Oh, I’m sure of it.’
    She didn’t understand Caro’s grin but, before she could ask for an explanation, her friend said, ‘Snooze or a game of gin rummy?’
    ‘Ooh, go on. Break out the cards.’
     
     
    The first thing Kit saw when she woke was the framed photograph of her ultrasound picture on her bedside table. She stared at it for a moment before hauling herself into a sitting position and reaching out to pick it up.
    ‘I thought it might help.’
    The second thing she saw was Alex sitting in a dining room chair at the bottom of her bed. Her stomach tightened. She dismissed that as a symptom of her kidney infection. ‘Help?’
    ‘I thought it might give you added incentive to follow doctor’s orders and stay in bed.’
    She had no intention of disobeying the doctor’s orders—her baby’s welfare was too important for that—but Alex’s thoughtfulness touched her all the same. She stared down at the picture, lightly ran her fingers over the glass, following the contours that made up her baby.
    ‘I couldn’t make head nor tail of it,’ he confessed.
    It suddenly seemed wildly important to Kit that he did. ‘Head here—’ she pointed ‘—tail there.’
    Alex didn’t move to get a better look and she remembered then that he didn’t want this child. She pressed the photo frame to her chest. She wanted to tell her baby that it didn’t matter.
    Only it did matter. A lot.
    ‘Why are you sitting guard at the end of my bed?’
    ‘I didn’t want you getting up again unless you had to. I’m here to fetch and carry.’
    Oh.
    ‘Caro said to ring if you needed anything.’
    Caro had gone? How long had Kit been asleep for? She and Caro had played cards for over an hour and then she’d napped. She glanced at the clock. She’d napped for three hours! Caro would’ve had to leave to collect Davey from pre-school.
    ‘Your friend is a psychopath, by the way. Can I get you something to eat or drink?’
    Kit’s lips twitched. She settled back more comfortably against her pillows. ‘No, thank you.’ She still had an almost full bottle of water on the bedside table. ‘I know Caro can come across as kind of scary, but she has my best interests at heart.’
    ‘I know,’ he said softly. ‘I’m glad you have such a good friend.’
    She was so surprised she couldn’t speak.
    He shifted on his chair. He was too big for it. It wasn’t the kind of chair made for lounging, but the only other option was to invite him to join her on the bed and no way on God’s green was she doing that. The last time they’d been in bed together…
    It had been heaven.
    Once the thought flitted into her mind, it lodged there—a stubborn, sensual reminder that pecked at her, teased her. All the sensations Alex had created in her with deft fingers and a teasing mouth, with the dark appreciation of his eyes and intakes of breath as she’d explored his body with as much thoroughness as he’d explored hers—exquisite, torturous reminders—they all flooded through her now and her body instantly came alive in some kind of primal response. She recalled with startling accuracy the taste of him, the feel of him against her tongue, her palms…his scent. The way he’d—
    ‘Kit!’
    She jerked out of the recollection to find herself leaning towards Alex, breathing hard.