The Marriage Contract(64)

By: Kat Cantrell

Simone nodded. “I understand, Hutch. I think it’s obvious I have my hands full, too. Maybe we can be friends, though.”

“Maybe.” He let the lie roll off his lips. As much as he wanted to help her, he couldn’t get close. Not again. “Are you okay now? The nausea’s better?”

She handed him the basin. “False alarm. You’re good at this. Maybe you should be a doctor.”

His smile was genuine. Simone had always been able to make him laugh, even when he took himself too seriously. He reached in his pocket for a business card and scrawled his cell number on the back. “I need you to promise,” he said, handing it to her.

“Promise what?” She handled the little rectangle as if it were a poisonous snake.

“I want you to promise that you’ll call me immediately if you have any problems.”

“What about Dr. Fetter?”

He shoved his hands in the pockets of his lab coat. “She’s a busy doctor with a lot of patients.”

“And you’re not?”

They stared at each other in silence. “Hell, Simone. You’re not making this easy.”

“I don’t understand you.”

“We share a past. I want to make sure you and these babies are okay.”

“Saint Hutch.”

If that’s what she wanted to think, he might as well let her. It was far better than the truth. “I care about you,” he said quietly. “I mean it. Any hour. Night or day. This isn’t a typical pregnancy. I want to hear you say it.”

She lifted one shoulder in an elegant gesture he remembered well. “Fine. I promise. Are you happy now?”

He hadn’t been happy for a very long time. “It will do. I’ll be in touch, Simone. Take care of yourself.”

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