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“Rylie?” He sat beside her and slid his arm around her waist. “Do you think it’s possible you’re pregnant?”
“No, I can’t be. I haven’t even finished weaning Hazel.” She chuckled, digging her elbow gently in his ribs. “Besides, we haven’t even done it that many times. It’s just my end-of-nursing hormones. I’m sure of it.”
“Okay. If you’re sure.”
“But what if you’re right?” Tears flooded her cheeks. “What if I’m pregnant again? What would we do? We’re not ready to have another baby. We were going to adopt next year. We can’t have another baby!”
She buried her face against him, wetting his shirt.
“If it happened we’d be happy,” he said, rubbing her arm. “How could we not be happy if God gave us another miracle?”
She took a shuddery breath. “Y-you’re r-right.”
“Let me see that.” He took the wadded tissue from her hand and blotted her face, kissing her cheeks and tasting her salty skin. “Don’t worry. It’s a waste of time and energy. That’s why we pray, right? Because we’re not in control.”
She nodded, relaxing against him.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
“Now, do me a favor, okay?” he said.
“What?”
“Go take a pregnancy test… just for peace of mind.”
“Okay,” she said. “Just for peace of mind.”
* * *
Ten minutes later, Rylie appeared at the bathroom door, her face the color of vanilla yogurt, a small piece of plastic dangling from her fingers. Her eyes dazed, her mouth opened, but no words came out.
Jarrett’s heart did a double back flip. “We’re pregnant?”
Before she’d nodded a second time, Jarrett was on his feet. He wrapped her in a hug and twirled her around off her feet until they both fell on the bed, laughing and dizzy.
“I can’t believe it!” he said. “This is awesome!”
“That’s easy for you to say. You don’t have to squirt out a nine-pound baby.”
“Maybe this one will be smaller.”
“Maybe it will be bigger.”
“You’re so good at assuming the worst case scenario,” he said.
“It’s my special talent.” With the return of her sarcasm, he knew she was feeling better.
“Like mine is beating you at Scrabble?”
“You cheat.”
“If you mean I cheat because my brain is five times bigger than yours, I suppose you’re right.”
“Your brain isn’t bigger, but that ego is about to crowd us off the bed.”
“I thought you told me your special talent is hiding your emotions.”
