Page 33 of Bedding the Baby Daddy

“In the morning, soak it in some salt water for at least a few hours. Just to be safe.”

Michelle nodded. And then with the guilelessness of a child, climbed onto the couch between Dante and Aurora.

“Brought it,” she said to Dante, holding up a small nose spray of some kind. “It’s time for my medicine,” she said to Aurora.

Aurora had read about that. Children were able to take some of their Von Willebrand’s medicine as nose spray. It saved them from having to get shots every other day, which for a blood clotting disorder, was important.

Dante helped administer the nose spray, set it aside, and then gathered Michelle next to him. His arm snaked along the back of the couch and played with the ends of Aurora’s hair.

The movie blinked on. As she watched the colorful film, felt the warmth of the little girl’s shoulder pressing into hers, felt Dante playing with her hair, Aurora felt exactly what her doctor had been encouraging. She felt totally relaxed.

And happy.

Happier than she’d felt in a very, very long time.

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