sweetheart. You can’t imagine the hold you have over my heart. Hell, I think you own my soul.” He sighed, knowing she couldn’t hear him but needing to say the words anyway. “Don’t you worry, I’ll repeat this so often you’ll beg me to stop.”
Dropping a kiss to her temple, he placed his other hand low on her stomach and smiled. His child rested there. Safe and warm inside the woman he loved. He’d used protection every time but the first, but it was as that old saying goes: It only takes one time . And he wouldn’t take it back for the world.
“It’s like Chinese water torture,” a small voice grouched.
Adam looked down, saw the moisture on her cheek and realized he was crying.
“I’m sorry.” He smiled while wiping his tears away. “You gave me a scare. How do you feel?”
“Tired,” she whispered. “So tired.”
“That’s the sedative Stephanie gave you.”
Her hands flew to her belly. “But…”
“Relax.” Adam covered her hands with his own, assuring her, “Our child is just fine. We’re a tough bunch.”
Her smile warmed his heart. Through their link, he could feel sleep trying to claim her again.
“You’re not mad?” Eva asked. She was clearly struggling to remain awake enough to hear his response.
“Mad? I’m ecstatic! I love you so much, Eva. You having our child makes me so happy I can’t even describe it.” Adam gathered her up in his arms, mindful of her IV and settled onto the couch with her in his lap. “You just rest now, and we’ll talk about anything you want once you wake up. I hope you know how happy you make me, Eva. You’re my only weakness, baby. It would destroy me to lose you.” The last he spoke in a whisper as she’d already drifted off again.
Adam hugged her close, cradling his woman and child. For the first time in awhile, he couldn’t wait to have the whole family over. But he had one more thing to take care of, and it involved a very important question and a simple yes or no answer.
Chapter Eleven
Evangeline came awake slowly. She was warm and comfortable in bed—in bed? Opening her eyes, she took in the rich wood furniture and the lean, muscled arm draped over her hip.
Adam .
She was in his room, in his bed, and he was asleep next to her. Trying not to disturb him, Eva slipped out of bed to attend to her bladder, which was ready to burst. She crept to the bathroom praying she’d make it without a cough or a sneeze, because it would be so attractive to pee all over herself like a toddler trying to scramble to the potty.
After taking care of business, Eva was washing up when she discovered a small bandage on the back of her left hand. Upon its removal, she noted a small bruise and a tiny dot. Stephanie must have given her an IV after she’d blacked out. The last thing she could remember clearly was being in Stephanie’s office … and seeing her baby on the ultrasound.
Oh, God !
Feeling a little queasy, she decided to grab a glass of juice and a few crackers before heading back to the bedroom. It was still dark outside, but Eva had no idea what time it was. When she entered the kitchen, she glimpsed the clock on the stove proclaiming the time to be one-forty.
“Wow, I slept for a while.” She opened the fridge and poured a glass of orange juice as Storm nudged her leg with a cold, wet nose. “Hey, girl.”
A light scratch behind the ear sent the wolf back to the living room.
Eva munched a few crackers, and once her stomach settled, returned to the bedroom only to find Adam awake, waiting.
“I’m glad you’re awake. How do you feel?” he asked as she climbed back into the bed beside him.
“I feel a lot better, thank you.” She did feel better, but she was still slightly uncomfortable emotionally. She’d had the most amazing dream that she’d spoken to Adam and everything was wonderful between them. He was in love with her, happy about the baby and never wanted her to leave. Man, those were some good
Dropping a kiss to her temple, he placed his other hand low on her stomach and smiled. His child rested there. Safe and warm inside the woman he loved. He’d used protection every time but the first, but it was as that old saying goes: It only takes one time . And he wouldn’t take it back for the world.
“It’s like Chinese water torture,” a small voice grouched.
Adam looked down, saw the moisture on her cheek and realized he was crying.
“I’m sorry.” He smiled while wiping his tears away. “You gave me a scare. How do you feel?”
“Tired,” she whispered. “So tired.”
“That’s the sedative Stephanie gave you.”
Her hands flew to her belly. “But…”
“Relax.” Adam covered her hands with his own, assuring her, “Our child is just fine. We’re a tough bunch.”
Her smile warmed his heart. Through their link, he could feel sleep trying to claim her again.
“You’re not mad?” Eva asked. She was clearly struggling to remain awake enough to hear his response.
“Mad? I’m ecstatic! I love you so much, Eva. You having our child makes me so happy I can’t even describe it.” Adam gathered her up in his arms, mindful of her IV and settled onto the couch with her in his lap. “You just rest now, and we’ll talk about anything you want once you wake up. I hope you know how happy you make me, Eva. You’re my only weakness, baby. It would destroy me to lose you.” The last he spoke in a whisper as she’d already drifted off again.
Adam hugged her close, cradling his woman and child. For the first time in awhile, he couldn’t wait to have the whole family over. But he had one more thing to take care of, and it involved a very important question and a simple yes or no answer.
Chapter Eleven
Evangeline came awake slowly. She was warm and comfortable in bed—in bed? Opening her eyes, she took in the rich wood furniture and the lean, muscled arm draped over her hip.
Adam .
She was in his room, in his bed, and he was asleep next to her. Trying not to disturb him, Eva slipped out of bed to attend to her bladder, which was ready to burst. She crept to the bathroom praying she’d make it without a cough or a sneeze, because it would be so attractive to pee all over herself like a toddler trying to scramble to the potty.
After taking care of business, Eva was washing up when she discovered a small bandage on the back of her left hand. Upon its removal, she noted a small bruise and a tiny dot. Stephanie must have given her an IV after she’d blacked out. The last thing she could remember clearly was being in Stephanie’s office … and seeing her baby on the ultrasound.
Oh, God !
Feeling a little queasy, she decided to grab a glass of juice and a few crackers before heading back to the bedroom. It was still dark outside, but Eva had no idea what time it was. When she entered the kitchen, she glimpsed the clock on the stove proclaiming the time to be one-forty.
“Wow, I slept for a while.” She opened the fridge and poured a glass of orange juice as Storm nudged her leg with a cold, wet nose. “Hey, girl.”
A light scratch behind the ear sent the wolf back to the living room.
Eva munched a few crackers, and once her stomach settled, returned to the bedroom only to find Adam awake, waiting.
“I’m glad you’re awake. How do you feel?” he asked as she climbed back into the bed beside him.
“I feel a lot better, thank you.” She did feel better, but she was still slightly uncomfortable emotionally. She’d had the most amazing dream that she’d spoken to Adam and everything was wonderful between them. He was in love with her, happy about the baby and never wanted her to leave. Man, those were some good
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