Falling back, he collapsed against the carpeted floor. The couple remained intimately connected, their breathing returning to normal as they enjoyed the feel of being in each other’s arms.
“I can’t tell you how much having you home right now means to me.” The sadness in whispered admission didn’t go unnoticed.
Wesley kissed her damp forehead. “You want to talk about it?”
Bianca spent the next few minutes telling him about the situation with her patient. Of course, she was careful not to disclose the woman’s name. As she shared her day she could tell he was emotionally disconnecting. He hadn’t offered any words of comfort or understanding whatsoever. She should have known better than to steer the conversation into dangerous terrain.
Closing her eyes, she took a big breath. “Wesley, I really want to have a baby.”
“Not now,” he clipped out. The minute she started talking about that woman and her losing another baby, he knew she was going to start in on him. She better be taking those damn birth control pills, he angrily thought to himself.
Disengaging from his now slacked hold on her, she sat up boldly glaring down at him. “Then when? Every time the subject of a baby comes up you shut down on me.”
Bolting from the floor, he was now glaring down at her. “If I’d known you were going to nag the hell out of me, I would’ve stayed the hell where I was!”
Whew! That Wesley is a hot mess! Get your copy now to see how Bianca handles that surly man of hers.