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“I am being cautious.” She told him with dignity, lifting her chin.”
Rolling on top of her, he crushed his mouth to hers in a kiss that left her breathless.
“We are quite alone.” Slipping into her, he framed her face with his hands. “No one is going to appear suddenly.” He moved inside her slowly, in no hurry for them to go back inside.
“We are out in the open.” She protested weakly.
“I know. A fantasy of mine I just have to fulfill.” He watched her eyes widen, her lips parting.
“Good for you.
“Hmm.” He kissed her again as he increased the pace.
*****
"darling?" Callum had no idea what had woken him up, but he turned to see her side of the bed empty. "Lynn?" Swinging his legs off the bed, he started down the steps and grabbed his robe. "Lynn?"
A frown touched his brow as he searched the bathroom, and she was not there. She was eight and a half months pregnant, and he was watching her. And last night, when he arrived home, she looked a little peaked.
He headed downstairs and realized the lights were on in the kitchen.
"Hey."
She was sitting around the counter with a cup in her hand. "I could not sleep."
"What is it, darling?"
"Just-' She shook her head. "I think the color of the nursery is wrong."
"Really?" He came closer to stare at her face. "What is it?" He repeated.
"I don't feel so hot."
"Want to be specific?"
"On and off for the past couple of hours."
A frown touched his brow. "Are you in pain?"
"No pain so much as - oh!" Putting the cup away, she pressed a hand to her belly and breathed.
"Are you in labor?" Callum felt panic gripping him.
"It's every twenty minutes or so."
"I am going to get dressed. Can you make it upstairs?"
"I-" She stood up and had to grip the counter's edge as her back felt as if it had opened up. "No." She closed her eyes briefly. "My go bag-"
"Is in the closet. I will be right back." He raced out of the room and up the stairs, making quick work of dragging on his clothes and grabbing something from the closet for her. Running downstairs, he helped her with the loose dress and the soft shoes. "I called Dr. Thornbill, and she will meet us at the hospital. How are you?"
"I feel foolish. It just might be nothing. I am not even due yet."
"We are not taking any chances."
*****
"Breathe from your diaphragm, just like we were taught."
