Anchor Me by J. Kenner

Author:J. Kenner [KENNER, J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Headline Eternal
Published: 2017-04-11T07:00:00+00:00

14

I spend the rest of the afternoon tweaking Frank’s app because I want it to be fully functional before he leaves the country. Fortunately, I finish it at the office, because by the time I get home and am ready to settle in with Damien, I’m pulled under by exhaustion again. I end up dozing on the couch with my feet on his lap while he alternates between reading science journals and financial reports.

“This is tops of my list,” I murmur when I manage to peel open my eyes.

“What’s that, baby?”

“Questions for the doctor. This one is at the top. When does it end? I feel like I’m only living half a life.”

“Ah, but it’s a half with foot massages,” he says, putting down his magazine and rubbing my swollen feet and ankles in a way that makes me think I’ve discovered heaven. “And I looked it up. It gets better after the first trimester.”

“I’m not sure this massage can get any better.”

“I meant the exhaustion,” he says with a laugh.

“How about the swelling in my ankles and feet?” I’ve switched to flats, but it’s still uncomfortable. “It’ll get better after the first trimester, too, right?”

“Actually, it’s usually worse later. Apparently, swelling is normal early in a pregnancy, just not common.”

“Great.” I frown as I prop myself up on my elbows. “You really looked all this up?”

He looks at me like I’ve just asked the world’s silliest question. “Of course I did.”

I sigh, feeling satisfied and loved. Yes, I think before I drift off. Of course, he did.

I wake in bed to the sound of a helicopter landing in our backyard and remember that Damien has a breakfast meeting in San Diego. But he’d told me he would be back by noon if I needed anything.

I can’t imagine what that would be since my entire day is going to consist of working on the Greystone-Branch project in my office, something I fully intend to jump into after I eat the pancakes that Damien left warming for me in the oven.

So far, I haven’t had pregnancy cravings, but if I do, I hope it’s for chocolate chip pancakes, because the ones Damien makes are almost as orgasmic as the man himself.

By the time I get out the door and into Coop, I’m in the kind of good mood that even the pile-up of traffic on PCH can’t shatter. I make it to my office with a full hour to spare before my interview with Laura, a recent engineering grad, who I’m seriously hoping is going to be as awesome today as she was when I did the first interview. Because if so, I’m offering her the job.

I keep Laura’s resume on my desktop while I start working through my list of action items. I’m on number eight by the time eleven o’clock rolls around, and Laura is officially an hour late.

I skip lunch, just in case she’s stuck in traffic and her cell phone is dead.

She doesn’t show.

At two, I call her.

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