Page 44 of The Ranger
“No.”
“Why not?”
Before pulling out into traffic, Cole turns and grabs my chin.“Because, sweetheart, the other night my tongue was sliding through your pussy, and you had no complaint then.Shut up and let me drive.”
How dare...
A shudder runs through me, tightening my abdomen and raising my body temperature by at least a million degrees.Holy hell, I shouldn’t be turned on by that blatant show of dominance, but I am.
Damn hormones.
Thirty minutes later, I’m on the table with the doctor’s hand inside meagainwhile Cole stares out the window.
“So, how have you been feeling?”Jennifer, my OBGYN, asks.
I like her.She’s very good, but she’s also beautiful.In thatsuccessful, I have my life together and long, luscious blonde curlskind of way.
So I hate her, obviously.
“Tired.I think I’ve been having Braxton-Hicks.”I sigh.
Jennifer studies me.“Are you tracking them?”
“Not really.”
Cole turns and looks annoyed.I roll my eyes and look away.
“Well, the baby is in a good position, not breached, so if you do give birth soon that’s positive.”
Cole steps closer.“Do you think she will?”
Jennifer smiles at him, blinded by his beautiful face like every female on the planet.“If I knew that, Cole, I’d be a billionaire.”
Unaffected by the pretty doctor, his eyes dip to me.“Is she healthy?Everything else fine?”
She nods.
“Let’s take your blood pressure and get you to pee in a cup, take some other measurements, then we can answer that fully,” she replies.“I’m not concerned about anything at this point.”
“What if something does go wrong?What’s the plan?”he asks.
“Cole...”
“This is one of the best hospitals in the country.We deliver babies every day.If something happens, we will look after Scarlett and the baby,” Jennifer tells him confidently.
He nods, rubbing the back of his neck.
I bite my lip, wondering how it must feel to be so out of control.At least I’m carrying the baby and can feel it; he is just an observer.For someone so used to being powerful and dominant, it must be frustrating.
For once, I keep my smart-ass comments to myself.I am going to need him when the baby arrives.Then, more than ever.
I guess I’ve been expecting him to get a girlfriend—it could still happen—and become more of a bystander.
He hasn’t.
Now that we’ve been intimate again, if he did rock up with a girl on his arm, it would crush me.I am not in a position to deal with those kinds of emotions.
Yesterday, after hanging up on Cole, I curled up on the bed and cried.Pushing him away is so easy, but I am all alone.
