“Maybe you should-” Strike swallowed whatever he’d been about to say when I shot him a look. “MaybeIshould wait in the living room,” he amended.
I nodded, then looked back to where Drifter was talking with Devyn.
“How’s the morning sickness?”
“I got a couple of days where I got to eat almost regularly earlier this week,” she told him. “But then it came back and I can only eat a little each day.”
“How long until your doctor’s appointment?”
“Three more days.”
He wrapped a blood pressure cuff around her arm and put a stethoscope into his ears. A frown grew on his face, which had me scowling as I watched his every move. “Do you normally have high blood pressure?”
“No.” She frowned at him. “We do annual physicals for the job. I’m usually well within range. Why? What was it?”
“It was just a bit high,” he told her, his tone easy and soothing. “It could just be because you’re not feeling great.” He patted the back of her hand. That was one thing about Drifter. He had a damn good bedside manner. Even with us, when we were cranky as fuck about being injured, he was patient.
“Can I move her to the hospital?” I asked.
He looked over at me, opening his mouth to speak, but Dev beat him to it.
“I’m not going to the hospital, Bolo.”
My eyes narrowed.
“I spoke with my friend the other day,” Drifter told me. His eyes fixed back on Devyn’s face. “The one I told you about?” Thathad been directed at me even though he was focusing on her. “She’s an OBGYN. Why don’t I give her a call and have her take a look at you?” The last two sentences were said to Devyn.
She sighed in defeat. “Do you think that’s necessary?”
“Do you want him dragging you to the hospital?”
“No.” They gave each other wry smiles. As if I was being fucking ridiculous.
“I think it would be for the best with how much the morning sickness is affecting you and the fever,” Drifter told her. “No point in waiting three more days if we can get you in now.”
“Okay.”
Drifter nodded as he stood. “Give me a couple minutes to call her.”
That was more for me than for Devyn. I sat down next to her and grabbed her hand.
She smiled at our linked fingers. “Who would’ve guessed you were so sweet?”
My lips twitched. Sure, I was being sweet to her. But overall? Sweet didn’t describe me any better than delicate did. But I let her keep thinking that. Her eyes were getting heavy. “Just rest while Drifter does whatever he needs to do.”
She nodded, letting her eyes fall closed. It didn’t take long before her breathing evened out.
After a couple minutes, I disentangled our hands and went out to her living room.
“Thanks, Natalie. We’ll be there in about fifteen minutes.” Drifter nodded at me as he hung up.
I hated to wake Devyn up now that she’d fallen asleep, but I wanted her to see a doctor more. “Where are we going?”
“I’ll text you the address and we’ll meet you there,” Drifter told me.
“Thanks, Drift.”
“Anytime.” He smacked his hand down on my shoulder. “I think she’s fine, Bro, but that high blood pressure needs to be looked at and kept track of.”
