the first time in a long while, I feel replete in spite of our conversation.
“Finished.”
“Good girl.”
There’s a knock on the door and Nurse Nora enters once more, carrying a
small paper cup. Christian clears away my plate, and starts putting all the
items back into the box.
“Pain relief.” Nora smiles, showing me the white pill in the paper cup.
“Is this okay to take? You know—with the baby?”
“Yes, Mrs. Grey. It’s Lortab—it’s fine; it won’t affect the baby.”
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I nod gratefully. My head is pounding. I swallow it down with a sip of water.
“You ought to rest, Mrs. Grey.” Nurse Nora looks pointedly at Christian.
He nods.
No! “You’re going?” I exclaim, panic setting in. Don’t go—we’ve just started
talking!
Christian snorts. “If you think for one moment I’m going to let you out of my
sight, Mrs. Grey, you are very much mistaken.”
Nora huffs but hovers over me and readjusts my pillows so that I ha一ve to lie
down.
“Goodnight, Mrs. Grey,” she says, and with one last censorious glance at
Christian, she lea一ves.
He raises an eyebrow as she closes the door.
“I don’t think Nurse Nora approves of me.”
He stands by the bed, looking tired, and in spite of the fact that I want him to
stay, I know I should try to persuade him to go home.
“You need rest, too, Christian. Go home. You look exhausted.”
“I’m not lea一ving you. I’ll doze in this armchair.”
I scowl at him then shift onto my side.
“Sleep with me.”
He frowns. “No. I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t hurt me. Please, Christian.”
“You ha一ve an IV.”
“Christian. Please.”
He gazes at me, and I can tell he’s tempted.
“Please.” I lift up the blankets, inviting him into the bed.
“Fuck it.” He slips off his shoes and socks, and gingerly climbs in beside me.
Gently, he wraps his arm around me, and I lay my head on his chest. He
kisses my hair.
“I don’t think Nurse Nora will be very happy with this arrangement,” he
whispers conspiratorially.
I giggle, then stop as pain lances through my chest.
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