“No,” he said. “I’ll worry the entire way, and I have enough to worry about with Gabriel. I don’t need to worry about you on the road. I’ll grab a cab now, come home, shower, and change. I don’t like leaving Gabriel.”
“Andy, stop it! I’m not useless.” Jeremy was getting louder as she started down the hall.
“Laura, that’s not what I meant, and I don’t want to fight. I’m tired, and you’re obviously taking this the wrong way. I’ll just check with a nurse, and then I’ll be on my way home.”
He disconnected before she could say another word. She squeezed the phone, fighting the urge to toss it across the room. Instead, she tossed it on the rocker in the babies’ room and lifted Jeremy from his crib. She wondered, as she strode back to her room to nurse Jeremy, when Andy would finally let her in.
Chapter 14
Of course, Andy walked in the door shortly after Laura had gotten dressed. This was the first morning she’d been alone in the house. Just her and the babies. Having no one to watch Chelsea and Jeremy while she showered had been nerve wracking. Andy stalked down the hall to their bedroom, boots scraping the hardwood floor, his hair unusually messy. The lines under his eyes showed how tired he was, but he was strong, too. He charged the air in the room every time he walked in. It became alive and powerful. That was what drew people to him. Laura figured he could command a battalion better than any general could.
“You ready?” he asked, taking in her wet hair, her bare feet and the turtleneck sweater she was still tucking into her jeans.
“Almost. I just have to change Chelsea and Jeremy and load up their diaper bag,” she said, feeling a little awkward and hurt at the same time. “You know, Andy, I love you, but it hurts when you call another woman, even though you say it’s to help me. I’m capable, yet you trust Kim more than me.”
“Oh my God, Laura, would you drop this already?” His eyes flashed with anger as he snapped at her and continued into their bathroom.
“That’s not fair, Andy. You’re treating me like a child.” She stood her ground, following him into the bathroom.
“Seriously, would you drop this? It’s got nothing to do with me trusting Kim more than you. You’re creating problems that aren’t there. I called her because she doesn’t have anyone, no husband, no kids and she’s our neighbor. She offered, and you have your hands full. I’m not here to help you, Laura. I can’t be in two places at the same time.”
He yanked off his blue knit sweater, stalking out of the bathroom and tossing it on the unmade bed. Her eyes went right to his chest, that magnificent chest, and those strong, sculpted shoulders. He was absolutely ripped, and her body remembered what it felt like to be held against that chest, to rest her head on shoulders that were anything but soft. Being held by him made her feel as if she could take on the world. She loved to run her fingers through the dark hair covering his chest. She felt a lot of things when Andy was around, as he stirred passion, anger—every emotion inside of her. She’d give anything to have him with her. He sighed and shut his eyes. She knew he was coping with a lot. Maybe she was being unreasonable.
He started toward her, setting his hands on her shoulders. “Did you eat?”
Seeing the worry in his eyes, she felt like crap again, so she shook her head and touched his arm. A second later, she found herself pulled against his chest, breathing him in, loving the feel of him holding her.
“You have to eat. I’m not hungry, either, but we’re not helping the kids if we don’t eat. Go make us some eggs and coffee. I’ll grab a shower, then we’ll go.” He rubbed her back as he spoke, and Laura didn’t let go. She kept her arms where they were, around his waist. When Jeremy let out a squawk, she rubbed her face against his chest and rested her chin there, gazing up into his tired eyes.
“Your son is so demanding, just like his father,” she said. She wondered if that amused him, but Andy had a way of thinking and holding on to things, making her wonder where his head was.
“And his sister is patient and quiet, just like her mama,” he said. He slid his hand over her cheek and leaned down, pressing a light and tender kiss on her lips and just holding himself there. All the fire and love she felt, all of her need for him, seemed to grow in her heart, bigger and stronger than she’d ever thought possible.
He stepped away. “Go get our boy,” he said. “I’ll get in the shower.”
Chapter 15
Laura had been especially quiet on the drive back to the hospital. Andy knew he’d made her angry, but he’d rather have her angry than stuck in the ditch, or hurt, or overwhelmed in any way. Maybe this was part of his desire to make things easier for her; to somehow make up for all her struggles as a teenage single mother, just trying to make ends meet. He knew she carried so much pain in her heart after what her parents had done—tossing her away instead of standing by her in her hour of need. When Kim pulled in right before they left, Andy had seen the way Laura frowned. She didn’t pretend for a moment she was happy to see her. Kim, though, had been pleasant and neighborly. Andy had asked her if she could take Ladystar back to her place. Of course, she’d said yes. She was a nice woman, and he didn’t understand why Laura didn’t seem to like her.
As he glanced at his wife, quiet and staring straight ahead out of the windshield, he couldn’t stay quiet. “You know, if you gave Kim a chance, Laura, she’d probably be a good friend to you. She didn’t have to come over and help. She’s being neighborly and kind and she’s concerned about Gabriel,” he said as he steered into the hospital parking lot and found a spot in the second row.
“Andy, I’m sorry if I seemed rude, but the fact that you called another woman…Kim is pretty, probably more capable than I am, closer to your age, smart and she would probably make your life easier. You just met her and you’re already calling her,” Laura snapped. She set her hand on the door handle to yank it open, but Andy reached over and grabbed her arm.
“Hey,” he said. He had to fight the urge not to laugh. “Are you kidding me? You’re jealous, that’s what this is about? You think I would call another woman and have her show up to help you if I was interested in her?”
Laura gave him a look, her stunning green eyes flashing with what he was pretty sure was anger and hurt. He slid his hand behind her head and over her shoulder when she didn’t answer him.
“I didn’t notice whether she was pretty. I suppose she is if you say she is, but she doesn’t interest me. You interest me. You’re my wife. I just want you to be happy. I want to make things easier for you. Kim is our neighbor, and I just thought…”
“What did you think?” Laura snapped, her eyes now lit with a passion and fire that she couldn’t hide. “Did you think I was so incompetent that maybe she could teach me something?”
Andy just watched her, trying to figure out how she could have taken the situation this way. He didn’t pull his hand away as he glanced out the window, resting his other hand over the steering wheel. The irritation was coming off her in waves. She was even fisting her hands.
“Whatever she knows, whatever her experience is, I most certainly don’t want you to ever learn from her. A woman like her, she’s nice, but she has secrets and holds on to things. She has a past, and she doesn’t interest me in the least. I don’t want you ever learning how to hide something from me. Not ever, Laura,” he said with a little more force than he’d meant. His point must have been clear to her, as her eyes widened and she started to speak before he interrupted. “You’re the only woman who will be in my bed, under me. You’re the only woman I’ll bury myself in or whose lips will ever touch mine. So get it out of your head that Kim could interest me that way.”
He was so close to her as he leaned down that her warm breath brushed his lips. She parted her lips slightly as she leaned in. He took what he felt was his, kissing her deeply until she was flushed and her every thought had disappeared.
“Are we clear now?” he asked.
She must have understood, as she licked her lips, breath
ing heavily. “Yes.”
“Good. Now let’s go see our kid.”
He opened the door, got out and shut it a little harder than was necessary. All Laura had managed to do, was ramp up the fire between them. She was so inexperienced, that she had no idea of the depths of madness she could drive him to. He just prayed she’d never become an experienced woman, learning how to bring him to heel. He’d seen other women wrap their husbands around their fingers, but Andy swore no woman would ever do that to him. It struck him, as he reached Laura’s side and opened her door, that her sweet smile touched his heart. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to have Kim stopping over to visit his wife.
Chapter 16
Walking into Gabriel’s hospital room and seeing her little boy so pale, lying there helplessly, made Laura feel like a horrible mother. She never should have made Andy feel he needed to leave her son alone just because she wouldn’t call the neighbor. She knew deep down that she’d pushed every one of Andy’s overprotective buttons. Her reasoning had been selfish. How could she have made him leave her son?
Andy carried both babies, a carrier in each hand, and set them on the floor in the room. Laura touched the rail and leaned over her son, smoothing back his bed hair, which was pasted to his forehead. The hospital blanket was tucked under his arms, and an IV tube was taped to the back of his hand. He moaned, and his eyes fluttered open.
“Mommy?” His voice was so weak, and she knew he had to be scared.
“I’m here. Did you have a good sleep?” Laura went to slide the side rail down so she could sit beside him on the bed.
“Don’t do that, miss.” A nurse hurried in around the other side of the bed. “We don’t want him falling out accidentally.”
“I’m his mother,” Laura snapped. She was tired of people talking to her as if she didn’t know any better. She continued to rattle the rail, trying to figure out how to move the damn thing, when Andy covered her hand with his and slid the rail down with a click. He set his hand on her back, standing beside her. The way he did it was so supportive, and just having him backing her up this way meant more to Laura than she could say.
He even set his one hand on her shoulder and the other on the bed beside Gabriel. “Hey, bud. Sorry I had to leave to get your mom and your brother and sister. Did you wake up when I was gone?”
“There were monsters,” Gabriel cried. “I want to go home.”
“It took us a while to calm him down when he woke up,” the nurse said as she changed his IV bag and pulled a thermometer from her front pocket, setting it on the tray.
Laura slid her arms around him and tried to hold him, but he cried out. “I’m sorry, honey,” she said. “Where does it hurt?”
“He’ll still be sore where they did the puncture for the bone marrow,” the nurse said as she took Gabriel’s temperature. “Thatta boy, almost done.”
“What puncture did they do?” Laura asked. She was reeling. She knew they had done tests, but she hadn’t thought to ask the specifics. For some reason, she was thinking it would’ve been nothing invasive—maybe more blood tests or an x-ray, but a puncture?
“The bone marrow aspiration was taken from the hip, and he had a spinal tap,” the nurse added. Laura’s eyes widened as she glanced up at Andy. She should have been there.
“I was with him. I went in with him, Laura,” Andy said, as if he knew where her thoughts had gone.
“The doctor will be in soon, and he wants to get started right away,” the nurse said.
Laura wanted everyone to stop until she knew what the hell was going on with her little boy. She rubbed Gabriel’s shoulder and his arm, wanting nothing more than to slip into bed with him, pull him into her arms and just hold him. He started fussing and tried to push the ear thermometer away.
“Hey, bud, it’s going to be okay.” Andy was rubbing Laura’s arm and leaning down to Gabriel as if trying to hug them both. “Remember what I said to you last night, that I’m going to take care of everything?”
“I want to go home, Andy,” Gabriel said. He was so scared, looking to Andy and then her. He loved Andy so much. He worshipped him, and she could see in his eyes how he truly believed Andy would take care of everything. The sun, the stars, the moon—everything set on Andy, and again Laura had to fight the urge to scoop her son up and run out of the hospital. She blinked back tears. Andy seemed to know she was struggling to hold it together, as he squeezed her shoulder. For a moment, it helped, and she took Gabriel’s hand and just held it.
“Mommy is going to stay right here. The doctor is going to make you all better so you can come home.”
“I want to go home now. Please, Mommy.” He was going to start crying, and Laura knew they were coming to a point where he was going to be inconsolable.
“I’ll be right back,” the nurse said. Before slipping from the room, she turned and added, “You can hold him. Just be careful of his hip. It’ll still be a little tender.”
Andy went around to the other side of the bed, lowered the rail and slipped his hand under Gabriel’s legs and shoulders, lifting him onto his lap. He glanced over at Laura. “It’s going to be okay,” he said. “Remember how I said there’s a bug inside you, making you really sick? Well, that’s why we’re here. The doctor is going to give you some medicine that’s going to kick this bug right out of you so you’re all healthy and strong and…”
“And you’re getting me a pony?” Gabriel asked weakly, though Laura picked up on the hope in his voice. Andy was nodding at her as he wrapped his arms around her son—their son.
“And you’re coming with me to pick out your pony, and then you and I are going to herd some cattle,” Andy said.
“Like real cowboys,” Gabriel added as he fisted his tiny little hand in Andy’s dark blue plaid shirt.
Andy rested his chin on top of Gabriel’s head. “Yeah, like real cowboys, you and me.”
Laura watched her husband and saw the love spilling over to her son. Her throat thickened and tears burned her eyes.
“Hey, you two.”
Laura slid around at the familiar voice as Neil Friessen leaned down and took in the sleeping babies. He was Andy’s very attractive, dark-haired cousin. He was well dressed, with the same height and build as Andy. He had the most charming smile, which lit up a room. His wife, Candy, was behind him, and she offered Laura a hesitant smile, her deep brown eyes and long, dark hair so distinct. She was beautiful and slim, and though she took in the room and the babies, she hung back. Anyone could read from her body language that she was uncomfortable.
“Neil, I thought you were going to call me when you got in?” Andy didn’t move but kept Gabriel on his lap. The boy was more interested in staying right where he was, anyway—in Andy’s arms.
Neil stood up and reached for Candy’s hand, bringing her closer to the bed with him. They were both in blue jeans and light jackets. Neil had an energy about him that was so different from Andy’s; he was vibrant and alive in a unique way. He drew people to him like a magnet. He knew just what to say and how to be with people to make them feel better, or so Laura remembered.
He touched her shoulder. “Hey, Laura, how are you doing?” he asked, watching her with such kindness.
She had to clear her throat before she could speak. “I’m good.”
He exchanged a meaningful look with Andy and something passed between them privately. Of course, Laura couldn’t help wondering what that was about.
A knock on the open door had them all looking at the light-haired doctor who’d set Laura’s teeth on edge just the day before. He wore a white dress shirt and blue striped tie, with a white doctor’s coat overtop. His hair was impeccable, and he looked to Andy first and then Neil, extending his hand. “I’m Gabriel’s doctor, Bruce Siegel,” he said. He gestured between Neil and Andy. “I can see the family resemblance. You must be brothers?”
“Cousins,” Neil said, and the doctor nodded. He took in Laura and Candy and offered a polite smile. Neil moved back to allow the
doctor to step by, but Laura had no intention of moving. Neil slid his arm around Candy’s shoulders and pulled her closer.
“How are you this morning, Gabriel?” the doctor asked.
The little boy just shrugged and wouldn’t let go of Andy.
“I know you’re not feeling well, but we’re going to give you medicine that’s going to help you get better,” Doctor Siegel said. “We’re going to get started this morning with the chemo. Hey, Gabriel, I want to talk with your mom and dad for a minute, and then I promise I’ll give them right back.”
Laura’s head was reeling. So much had happened, so many decisions made, so many tests given without her consultation. First chemotherapy and then what treatment plan? They were starting now? She slid off the bed, her legs a little shaky.
Andy eased Gabriel back on the bed. He kissed him on the cheek and said, “I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”
Laura touched her son and kissed him on the forehead. “You’re going to be okay,” she said. “I’ll be right back.”
Laura took in the babies, still sleeping, and then Andy came around the bed, holding his hand out to take hers. They followed the doctor to the doorway and Neil followed with Candy.
“Andy, what’s going on? You didn’t tell me they were starting chemo this morning. That’s going to make him really sick.” She didn’t know if she was more upset because of what this would do to her son or the fact that Andy was deciding everything again.
He must have known, as he slid his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. “It’s going to be okay,” he said. She wanted to slap his arm away, but at the same time she felt safe and supported with him standing beside her. He squeezed her shoulder, holding her a little tighter.
“Okay to talk with everyone here?” the doctor asked, gesturing toward Neil and Candy.
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