A Perfect Trade (Harlequin Superromance) by Anna Sugden - A Perfect Trade (Harlequin Superromance)

Author:Anna Sugden - A Perfect Trade (Harlequin Superromance) [Sugden, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: AcM
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-07-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

I CAN’T DO IT.

The syringe was full. The auto-injector was primed. All Jenny had to do was position the device on her thigh and press the yellow button. Point and click. Simple.

Yet each time she tried, she was overcome by emotions. What if the IVF didn’t work? What if it did?

“Just do it.” Her words echoed around the silent living room.

She snatched the auto-injector off the coffee table and got the device as far as her thigh. Her fingers tightened around the barrel. “Stop being a wuss.”

She closed her eyes and began a downward count from five to one, determined that when she reached the end, she’d press the damn button.

The doorbell made her jump.

Saved by the bell. Literally.

Who could that be? She laid the auto-injector back on the coffee table and headed to the front hall. Her heart jolted when she saw Tru through the peephole. What was he doing here?

She drew in a steadying breath, then opened the door. “Hi— Oh.” Her bright greeting faltered.

In one hand, he held a bouquet of brightly colored gerbera daisies and in the other, a champagne bottle. “I thought I’d stop by and give you moral support.”

She was touched by his thoughtfulness. “Thank you.”

His concerned gaze scanned her face. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” She forced a smile.

“Uh-huh,” he said, not sounding convinced. “Can I come in?”

“Sure.” She stood aside to let him enter, then led him to the living room.

Tru put the bottle on the coffee table, carefully avoiding the injection paraphernalia.

“Do you have something to put these in?” He thrust the flowers at her. “Otherwise, we’ll have to drink all the nonalcoholic champagne and use the bottle as a vase.”

“The daisies are lovely.” She took the bouquet from him and walked through to the kitchen. “I’m sure I have a vase, somewhere.”

He stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame. “You always liked the red ones.”

Warmth filled her that he’d remembered. “They’re cheerful.”

“You’re still the only woman I know who doesn’t like red roses.”

“I like them. I just don’t find them romantic.” She found a vase and filled it with water. “I don’t like to follow the crowd.”

“That’s for sure.”

Was that approval in his voice? Heat rose in her cheeks as she realized how much she wanted that approval. She fussed with the gerberas, arranging them carefully, to hide her blush. Then she carried the vase into the living room and placed it on the mantelpiece. “You can sit down, you know.”

“I’m good, thanks.” He moved toward the coffee table and picked up one of the tiny glass vials. “So you haven’t done the first injection yet?”

Her stomach squeezed. “It’s harder than I thought it would be.”

“That’s why I’m here, to support you,” he said earnestly.

Despite his discomfort about the injections, he really was prepared to help her.

Why are you surprised? That’s what Tru does. How he is. How he’s always been.

Because this was the first time someone other than Harry had put her needs first.

“Thank you,” she said softly.

“What do you need me to do?” He rubbed his hands together.

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