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Quinn grabs his arm. “Linc, honey, we gotta go. I’m spotting blood.”
His face goes white, and he stands. “What does that mean?”
“Hopefully, nothing. I read in a lotta books that spotting could mean nothin’ in the first trimester but it’s better to be safe than sorry.”
Quinn looks a lot calmer than him.
“Let’s go,” Linc says.
He looks at us. “Tell the server to put this on my account.”
“Of course. Just go!” I say.
Lincoln nods, then ushers his wife with his hand on the small of her back until they disappear out the front door toward the parking lot.
“Poor thing,” Taryn says. “She was much calmer once she got out here, but she was real scared in the bathroom when she saw blood. She said it wasn’t a lot. I know zero about pregnancies so I told her maybe it’s best she go to the ER to get the baby checked. Heck, I didn’t even know she was preggo until she came out of the stall looking as white as a sheet.”
“She’s right though, like eighty percent of the time, spotting doesn’t mean miscarriage, especially in first pregnancies. The cervix and uterus are full of blood to accommodate the pregnancy so it happens,” Declan comments.
It’s weird to see his serious, medical side when he’s usually a goofy playboy bachelor.
“That makes me feel better,” Taryn comments.
The server brings over the brussels sprouts and we order burgers before she walks off again.
I realize my conversation about the contract is over so we change the subject to the Fourth of July coming up and try to make plans on what we’re going to do.
TWENTY-SIX
Taryn
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Ididn’t think it couldbe possible that I’m even more nervous than I was the first time I came here.
Well, nothere. Apparently, the Mile High Rooms move around each month, and I’m starting to see the reasoning behind the secrecy of the app and why you aren’t allowed to share it with anyone.
