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them I wasn’t feeling well, so I could leave to buy a test. That’s where I was headed when the accident happened.”

Lifting her hand to my lips, I kiss her knuckles. “That had to be scary. I’m glad it turned out all right. That you and the baby are both okay.”

“Yeah.” She yawns.

“Get some rest. I’ll be here when you wake up.” She gives me a subtle nod as her eyes drift shut.

I sit here next to her bed, her hand held in mine watching her sleep. I could have lost them both. If that’s not a wake-up call, I don’t know what is. “I love you, both of you so much,” I whisper. Resting my head next to our joined hands, I drift off to sleep.

Chapter 6

Winnie

My head is a little heavy as I rouse from a deep sleep. Hair hangs in my face, but when I try to lift my hand to move it aside, it’s restricted. I can’t lift my hand. Panic starts to set in, when the reason I’m being held down moves.

Harrison.

He’s sleeping in a chair beside me, his head resting on one of his arms, while the other shifts to hold my hand tighter. He doesn’t wake though, and it gives me a moment to just watch him sleep. His hair is a little longer and his five o’clock shadow more pronounced. I always loved his scruffiness, especially when it would slide along my thighs.

No. Not going there now.

His handsome face is completely relaxed, but I can see the worry lines that mar his eyes and brow. His mouth is slightly agape and his breathing is even and steady. I used to love resting my cheek on his chest and listening to his strong heartbeat and level breathing while he slept. I miss everything about sharing a bed with him.

He hasn’t moved much since we both fell asleep the last time. Once I was settled in my bed and the nurses got me hooked up to their machines, I fell asleep quickly. However, every two hours, someone came in to check my vitals or replace my fluids. Each time, Harrison was wide awake, watching closely as they monitored both the baby and me. A mild cramp started overnight in my lower abdomen, which caused me to freak out a little. The nurse informed me that some cramping during pregnancy was normal, as ligaments and muscles were beginning to stretch. And since the spotting hadn’t gotten any worse, she felt that was a good sign that Peanut was still safe and snug inside me.

Peanut.

From the moment the doctor informed me that I was pregnant, I fell in love. But the moment Harrison referred to our baby as Peanut? I fell even more in love with him.

My bladder takes the opportunity to remind me that I’ve had an IV hooked up to me all night, pushing fluids. Gently, I pull my hand from my ex-husband’s and gingerly start to move. He doesn’t wake but stirs a little until he gets more comfortable. The fact that he didn’t wake this time is a testament to how little sleep he’s actually been getting. Carefully, I slide out of bed, cautious to make sure my legs will support me, and start to shuffle toward the small bathroom, pulling the IV pole behind me as I go.

Inside the room, I quietly pull the door closed and turn on the light. I get my first glance at the damage to my face. No, not necessarily damage, but I definitely look like I’ve been in a car accident. There are a few scratches that are already scabbed up, and there’s no missing the bruised lump on the side of my head. Part of my forehead is a light purple color, reminding me that it definitely could have been much worse.

My bladder cries for help, which has me scurrying for the toilet. Relief washes over me, not only to finally be peeing but because there’s very little blood. I was terrified that I’d glance down and find more, that I was losing the baby. After finishing my business, I carefully stand and go to wash my hands. The moment I do, my stomach lurches and the cold sweats start. I know exactly what’s about to happen.

I barely make it back to the toilet before I’m throwing up. I’m not even sure what I’m throwing up, considering I haven’t eaten anything since the party last night, and I already purged that from my gut