Page 32 of Miracles and Marriage
By lunch she had found the source of the problem and had finally talked to Steve. It looked as if the situation was becoming less volatile. How had the others fared with the missing girls from last night?
When Zoe returned from lunch, there was a message from her doctor’s office. She called and the nurse asked her to wait as the doctor wanted to speak to Zoe.
“How are you feeling?” the doctor asked when she got on the line.
“Fine right now.”
“There is an opening on the operating schedule in a couple of weeks, I could slot you in.”
“I’m going to try for a baby,” Zoe said firmly.
There was a pause on the other end of the line.
“You may not be able to become pregnant,” the doctor said.
“I know, but I need to try. If it doesn’t work, I’ll know I did all I could. If it does, then I’ll get to have a child before the operation removes that possibility forever.”
“If I were your age, I’d do the same thing,” the doctor said. “Let me know if you need stronger medication for the cramps. And come see me the minute you think you have conceived. Good luck.”
Heartened by the doctor’s words, Zoe felt better than she had since she’d heard the prognosis.
She eyed her calendar. It would be another two weeks before she would be most fertile. For a moment she regretted the delay. After that mind-blowing kiss last night, she couldn’t wait to make a baby with Cal.
It was late afternoon when Cal asked Emily to call Zoe and ask her to join him. His day had gone from bad to worse and this was the first moment he had to catch up. When he heard Zoe byEmily’s desk, he went to the door in time to catch his secretary warning her to be quick.
“He’s running behind everywhere because of taking time off yesterday and the crisis last night. So don’t take any longer than you need.”
Zoe nodded and met Cal’s eyes as she stepped into his office.
He shut the door and swept her into an embrace, files and all. He had thought all day about that kiss and had been counting the minutes until he could kiss her again. She gave a soft squeak of surprise and then met his every move. The files impeded her own embrace, but he didn’t care. Her mouth was what he craved and she was as hot and sweet as he remembered.
Finally he pulled back, gazing down at her. She gave him a sassy look.
“So that’s what being married to the boss is like,” she said.
“Sometimes. What is all that?”
“Carrington’s files.”
He ran his fingers through his hair and stepped away.
“Not to worry, the situation’s been resolved. There was a slight glitch in our initial estimates of the strength of the terrorists . He’s been apprised and has already found a way to circumvent the stronghold. I’d say the man he’s guarding will continue to be safe.”
She laid the complete report on his desk.
“Thanks. I knew I could depend on you.”
“Did you find the missing girls?”
“Yes, at a club they’d already visited. Some young men there lured them back. I think we successfully put the fear of God into them, and made sure their parents knew we don’t deal with people who don’t fully cooperate with the agency.”
“So no surcharge for bad parenting?” she said whimsically, her eyes on his lips.
It was all Cal could do to walk around his desk and glance at the folder. If she looked at him like that for much longer he’d say forget any agreement and take her to bed tonight.
“The girls appeared suitably chastised and promised not to do such a thing again. I think Shelley wanted to smack them, but she refrained,” he said, not looking at Zoe again.
He needed a minute to get control.
