Without taking his eyes off me, Sawyer calls out, “Lionheart, give me a hand shifting her over.” Then he hits me with an adorably sexy grin.
Icannotwait to ride his face again.
He winks at me, almost as if he can tell what I’m thinking.
My giant oaf of a brother takes position on the opposite side of the bed. Sawyer lifts my legs, and Leo slides his hands under me and easily moves me over. Not sure why Sawyer even bothered. Leo could move me by himself even if my entire body were dead weight. With only one of his enormous arms.
Good for Sawyer, though. He needs something to boost him up after I’ve verbally castrated him tonight.
Leo ruffles my hair in the annoying sibling way of his. “There you go, kiddo.”
Sawyer puffs up his chest and points his thumb at his chest. Impersonating a child, he squeaks, “AndIhelped.”
My brother rolls his eyes and groans.
“Thanks, big guy,” I tell him, flashing a toothy grin.
“I’m thrilled I could help you cuddle with my best friend right in front of me. Nothing will please me more than to witness this.”
Big Al comes in with the perfect one-liner. “Don’t worry, Leo. Sawyer will cuddle with you next.”
After my husband snuggles up beside me, he slings one leg over mine. Nice thought, but I can’t feel it. Fortunately, his upper body makes up for it. His warmth seeps in through the thin hospital gown.
Quietly, so our family doesn’t have to listen to me attempt to flirt, I ask, “Did I tell you how hot you look in scrubs?”
“Oh yeah? Got a little doctor fantasy you want to play out?”
“Not at this moment, but maybe in a few months.”
Tone and eyes darkening, he asks, “And are you gonna be my helpful nurse?” He pumps his brows and deepens his voice. “Or a patient who needs some sexual healing?”
“Neither. I’ll be a hospital administrator who wants to fire you.”
His face falls, jowls dropping comically. “That doesnotsound sexy. We really need to work on your fantasies, princess.”
“You didn’t hear the best part.” I lick my dry lips. “You’reextremelycommitted to changing my mind.”
“Ah, I see.” His voice shifts back into the heated timbre. “And there’s nothing I won’t do to keep my job.”
“Absolutely nothing.”
He drops the pretense of the fantasy, holding up his finger, and flatly decrees, “Except letting you peg me.”
We’re laughing together when Laci, our head nurse, comes in, wasting no time on pleasantries. “Don’t be alarmed, but I need to check and see what’s going on. One of the heartbeats is erratic and weakening.”The cheery demeanor she’s had throughout the evening is replaced with a seriousness that’s unsettling as fuck.
Ice water pours into my veins, freezing my entire body.
Don’t be alarmed?
Has that line ever worked on anyone in the history of panicking?
Moving swiftly, Sawyer’s standing beside me by the time the nurse gets to the bed. She settles in by my legs, flips up the blankets, and quickly dons a pair of exam gloves.
I don’t even care if Big Al or my brother get a view they don’t want. They’ll avert their eyes, or they won’t. All that matters is finding out what’s happening with my babies.
Sawyer wraps both of his strong hands around one of mine. We trade worried glances, both of us remaining silent.
He mouths,It’s going to be okay.