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“Of course.” He gives his cousin a mournful glance before leaving the room. Gage loves Micah like a brother. I’ll forever be grateful to him for what he did tonight.
Micah turns his head to me as I take Gage’s place in the chair. We stare at each other wordlessly for a moment.
His fist remains clenched so I move it to my lap and unroll his curled fingers, placing my palm against his.
I wish I’d told him about the baby the day I found out. The words wouldn’t come to me then. I have to find them now.
“Don’t cry, honey.” He threads his fingers through mine and tries to put on a brave smile. “Conner would be the first one to remind you that even Luke Skywalker is missing a hand, remember?”
Oh, how I love him.Fiercely. Infinitely.
“I’m pregnant, Micah.”
The news doesn’t seem to register immediately. His blue eyes cloud with confusion.
He looks down as if he’s expecting to find a huge belly has sprouted in the last minute. “For real?”
“Yes. There’s no doubt. You know we weren’t always careful. I have ultrasound pictures at home. I was going to show them to you when we got home after the fight.”
He just stares in shock.
“I love you,” I tell him, desperate for some kind of reaction.
Micah finally moves my hand to his lips. He kisses my hand tenderly. “I love you too.”
Then he swallows and glances at his arm.
There has been a hell of a lot of news to get used to in one night. There are still many words left unsaid but there’s nothing I can’t face.
As long as I still have him.
Micah helps me crawl into bed at his side. His muscled arm circles my body with protective strength and I listen to his strong heartbeat.
A nurse pops her head in and gently says the surgical team is ready. In a minute Micah will be moved to the operating room.
Micah sighs. “I’m ready.”
I raise my head to look at him. “I’ll be right here when you get out. Micah, I love you with all my heart.”
He strokes my hair. “Ah, Tessie.”
Then the medical team arrives to take him away.
I wait until they are gone before allowing myself to cry again.
Chapter33
Micah
It sure does fuck with your head, the way the shade of sleep can make you forget current events. Even after a week my brain always needs a minute for the update to register.
Then I have to look for myself to see if it’s true because I could swear I was just flexing my fingers a second ago.
Nope, just those phantom sensations the doctors warned me about. My right arm still ends in a stump.
This happens all the time in stories. Losing a hand has been the fate of heroes and villains alike. A criminal’s punishment. A soldier’s casualty of war.
I don’t know where I fit in. Doesn’t matter. This is my reality anyway.
