“As soon as we know what’s going on, I’ll bring you something for it,” Kassie said before walking out, leaving them alone.
“Why didn’t you tell me you felt this bad?” he asked quietly.
“Because you’d come in like a tornado and insist on doing things your way. You’ll be leaving soon, and I don’t need any more chaos in the house,” she admitted.
“How did we get here, Kit Kat?” he breathed. “Never mind, I know. It’s my fault.”
“You didn’t cause me to pass out,” she said, chastising him. “Lately, you succeed in driving me nuts.”
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, desperately hoping she’d forgive him.
Her hand reached up to cup his cheek. “You seem tired.”
“Because I’m worried sick about you, the kids, and nothing I do seems to help,” he said, voicing his frustration. “I’m spinning up soon, and like my men, I don’t want to leave you.”
“We can take care of ourselves,” she sighed. “I’m used to it.”
“You act like I don’t help out at all. If you need me to do more, we need to find a way to communicate it,” Leo said. “I’m not a mind reader, Kit Kat.”
“I do remind you,” she said softly. “Even when I do, you don’t listen. It’s the reason why we’re here.”
Swiping his hand down his face, he bit his tongue. What could he say?
“I want to come home,” he said firmly. “I’ll sleep in the other room, get up with Derek, whatever it takes,” he vowed.
“I’d like that,” she whispered. “I don’t want you inside your head, worried about me, when you’re a million miles away.”
Kassie entered, rolling the ultrasound machine. Catherine lifted her shirt as the ultrasound tech reached for the gel. Her best friend watched as the tech roamed the probe over her stomach.
“Everything’s good. I’ll show these to Dr. Greene for a second opinion.”
Leo let out a relieved sigh as Kassie and Dr. Greene spoke outside the curtain, letting them know the labs came back.
Dr. Greene smiled. “Your hormone levels all returned normal. Your blood pressure concerns me, and your proteincame back low. You’re dehydrated and anemic. I think you hit the perfect storm and passed out. How’s your eating?”
Kit Kat grimaced, making Leo growl under his breath.
“I’m suffering more nausea with this one,” she admitted. “I can’t seem to keep anything down. I’m eating small meals, and it’s a crapshoot.”
“We’ll get you hydrated and start an iron IV. Later this afternoon, you can go home. I want you on bed rest for the rest of the week. You have an appointment on Monday, and we’ll redo your tests then,” Dr. Greene informed them.
“I’ll make sure she takes it easy,” Leo said, gazing down at her.
“Avie will bring the kids to my house. Before you say anything, Melody, Emma, Grace, and Tori will keep themselves entertained. Nick volunteered to come over and help. Plus, Sarah loves playing with the babies.”
“Kassie, you have a circus of your own,” Leo protested.
“Three more monkeys won’t make a bit of difference. Joe, Maddie, Ivan, and Victoria plan to come for dinner tonight. I’ll call Carol, and I’m sure she’ll join us in handling her grandchildren. Jake’s staying with Addyson’s dog,” Kassie told them. “You heard Dr. Greene. Bed rest, fluids, and meals. I’m sure Leo can take care of you.”
Leo’s gaze drifted to Kassie, knowing she went out of her way to give him and his wife time to talk. She and Kit Kat seemed thick as thieves. Undoubtedly, Kassie knew everything.
“What sounds good for dinner, Kit Kat? Shall we order from Ty’s? He can make some of his special soup for you,” he suggested. “Do you need any groceries? I can make a list and ask Saint to pick it up.”
“Can we do this later? I still have a headache.”
“It’s probably from the dehydration,” Kassie guessed. “I’ll bring you something for it.”
“What can I do for you?” Leo asked, longing to help his wife.
