Aftershocks by Catherine Coulter

Author:Catherine Coulter [Coulter, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Mira
Published: 1985-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

Elliot didn't know what woke him. One minute he was dreaming about racing a red Lamborghini in Italy, and the next he was sitting up in bed, fully awake. George wasn't beside him. He looked blankly at the clock: 3:00 a.m. He pushed off the covers and walked to the bathroom. She wasn't there. He switched on the bedroom light, looking for his robe. It wasn't there, either.

"George?" he called. There was only silence.

He felt a frisson of alarm run through him. He trotted downstairs, turning on lights as he went.

He stilled a moment in the dining room. Was that a moan he had heard? He quickly walked into the kitchen and turned on the light. At first all he saw was the glare from the appliances. His breath caught in his throat when he saw George. She was lying on the floor, pressed against the refrigerator, her body curled in the fetal position. Her hair tangled and loose, hiding her face.

"George?"

She raised her face, white and tearstained. Suddenly, her features twisted in pain and she drew her legs up against her chest, twisting away from him, pressing close to the refrigerator.

"What is it, George?" He dropped to his knees beside her and tried to gather her in his arms. He could feel her pain rippling through her, communicating itself to him. "For God's sake, what's wrong?" He pulled his robe aside, his first thought that she had appendicitis. She was wearing only a pair of panties, and he slipped his hand beneath them to feel her belly. She sat up in pain, panting, trying to push him away.

"Where is the pain?" He caught her face between his hands. "Where do you hurt?'

George couldn't speak for a moment, with the pain jabbing at her. She was trying not to scream. "It won't go away,'' she gasped. "It's always gone away before. It's worse this time."

He forced himself to calm. "Where, George?" He slipped his hand back to her belly and gently probed. "Here?"

"No, over there. Always there."

He eased her back on the kitchen floor and drew down her panties. "Show me," he instructed her in his professional voice.

Her fingers, as if frightened to touch her own body, hovered a moment, then flitted down. He probed lightly, and abruptly let go. Probably ovarian, he thought rapidly. "This has happened before? When?"

"The last two months," she panted, trying to pull her legs up to ease the pain. "It wasn't so bad, and it went away within hours."

"The same time of the month? Close to your period?"

George felt dulled with pain. Questions! Why was he asking her questions when all she wanted to do was die! "Yes."

He thought rapidly. She had finished her period only yesterday. He quickly pulled her panties back up and jerked his robe tightly around her.

"Don't move," he said. "I'll be back in just a minute and we'll go to the hospital."

Five minutes later, Elliot was galloping back into the kitchen, dressed in blue jeans and a pullover. He had never been so afraid in his life.

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