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“It hasn’t.”
“You look tired too.”
“I go home every night and get a good night's rest. You’ve been sleeping in a hospital, and I know you’re slipping into the NICU when you should be sleeping.”
“They’re not going to be letting me use that room beside the NICU much longer. The social worker said a couple more days and they were going to need it for someone else.”
“We’ll take advantage of it as long as we can. And then we’ll start driving to and from the hospital, it’s not that far, and we’ll settle into a new routine.”
“I can’t ask you to drive me to and from the hospital.”
“I’m offering. I want to. I’m pretty much demanding that you let me.”
She smiled, because he was doing anything but demanding.
He took care of her, and acted like she mattered to him. Shefeltcherished. If she wasn’t careful, she was going to fall in love with him. That scared her.
Chapter 25
Davis walked to thegarbage can and came back to the table in time to give Kim a hand standing to her feet. He tried to be gentle. He couldn’t imagine having his stomach muscles cut in two, and then trying to deal with the healing as everything grew back together.
She looked exhausted, but at least she didn’t look worried. He tried to take all of the things that could possibly worry her off of her shoulders and deal with them himself, while not ramroding her into anything. He didn’t want to take over her business, or take over the farm. He just wanted to take over the worry.
He wasn’t sure exactly how well he was doing, but that had been his goal.
Taking his computer, and shoving it back into his case, he slung it over his shoulder, putting a gentle arm around Kim, and leading her back to the elevator which would take her to the NICU floor. That’s where the room was where she’d been staying off and on.
“The social worker said it was going to be okay. And she said it would be fine for the next two nights,” he said, relaying the message that had dinged into his phone not that long ago.
“All right. I guess we’ll just take it one day at a time. When we started out, they said one or two days, and it’s been a week.”
“God’s been good.”
“He sure has,” she said, softly, but with real feeling. He echoed that. God had been better to them than they deserved, for sure. Especially considering the origins of how Kathleen had come to be.
But, whether it was because they both admitted that what they had done was wrong, or whether it was just because of God’s great mercy that they didn’t deserve, everything had been going so well.
