Page 50 of Need Me
“Thank you. Is it myfault?”
Putting a hand to her forehead, she said, “No. Why would you thinkthat?”
“Is it because of my sperm being weak or something?” Brooke’s heart broke for Chase. He’d come to Brooke for advice because he had thought he’d never have children. In his youth, a case of mumps caused doctors to tell him he was likely infertile. So Anna’s pregnancy was amiracle.
Sympathy flooded Brooke. “God, no, Chase. It doesn’t work like that. Sometimes twins come early, that’s all. Chase, you hired some of the best OB docs there are. They’re going to get this figured out and Anna and the twins will be just fine.Okay?”
He sniffed in her ear. “Yeah. They were talking about hemorrhaging and stuff like that. What would causethat?”
“Chase, listen to me. I’ll be there soon, and we’ll see what’s goingon.”
“Yeah. I’m sorry to bother you. I’m just scared andhungry.”
Brooke couldn’t help the snort of laughter that escaped her. “When aren’t you hungry,Hoss?”
Her question was met with a forcedlaugh.
“Is Emily or GQthere?”
“Yeah. Everyone ishere.”
“Let me talk toEmily.”
“Okay.”
Muffled conversation was followed by Emily coming on theline.
“Hi,Brooke.”
“Hi, honey. You guys have to calm Chase down,” Brookesaid.
“We’re trying,” Emily replied in a hushed tone of voice. “Believe me. Ric even tried singing to him to make him laugh alittle.”
Brooke broke into laughter. “Your brother has a lot of talents, but singing isn’t one of them. What are the doctorssaying?”
“There might be a rupture, but that’s all we know. No one’s been out for a little while,” Emilysaid.
Brooke’s antennae went up at that. “Well, shit.” Noise behind her drew her attention. Turning, she saw Robert packing up the cooking stuff. “Okay, you need to get a candy bar or something into Chase. You know he needs to eat when he’s upset. His blood sugar might below.”
“We tried that, but he won’teat.”
Brooke pursed her lips for a moment. “Put him back on,please.”
“Okay. Here heis.”
“Hey,” Chasesaid.
“Hoss, you told me you’re hungry, but you won’t eat. What’s up withthat?”
“I don’tknow.”
Brooke sighed. “Eat something or I’m not going to come. I mean it,Chase.”
“Aw,hell…”
“Promise me that you’ll eatsomething!”
“Okay, okay! Ipromise.”
