Dream Keeper by Gail McFarland

Author:Gail McFarland
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-58571-601-2
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2012-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Walked away from her and now where the hell are you going? Barefooted, AJ stalked through the house. Now I look like a fool walking around in shorts and a T-shirt, with no shoes. Looking down at his hand, he discovered that he was still holding a sock. One sock? His wounded pride was still gushing arterial anger when he shoved the sock in his pocket and kept walking. I’ll be damned if I’m going back in there to get the other one.

Passing through the kitchen, he pulled open a door and headed for the lower level of the house and almost settled in the family room—but that was for families, wasn’t it? And she’s damned and determined to change ours forever.

Why can’t she see that we ought to be her priority? Why doesn’t she understand that if she’s going to go through morning sickness and cravings and labor pains, I’m the one who’ll be there with her? Damn it, I’m the one she married, and every time that baby moves, I’ll be there. I’m the one who’s going to worry about her every time she…and if something happens…but no, she’s already made up her mind.

Fuming, he kept walking until he reached what Marlea liked to call the big kid’s playroom. The wide room was actually a game room that AJ had added to the house because it sounded like fun to him. Part of the fun was the pool table, the card tables, and the home theater setup—but that was a lifetime ago. For now, it was a refuge. Crossing the room, he dumped himself into a barrel-backed leather chair at one of the card tables. Throwing one long leg over the arm of the chair, he slouched with an arm draped over his face, determined to breathe and figure out a way around this mess.

Five years it took us to get this far. Five years of trust. I thought she knew that I was with her every step of the way. That ought to be worth something.

With his sister’s hopeful message and his stubborn wife’s angry eyes echoing in his head, AJ closed his eyes—and got nothing but a headache. Dropping his feet to the floor, he straightened in the chair and debated going for aspirin or ibuprofen.

She keeps it in the bathroom where the kids can’t get to it. I go up there, we’ll have to talk. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. He sighed. I’ll survive, but I can at least rest my eyes for a minute. Determined, he stood and walked over to the small sofa in front of the windows.

Stretching out, struggling to be comfortable, he twisted and tried to fit his full length onto the cushions of the six-foot sofa. On his back, trying not to hang off the end, he settled for bending his knees and closed his eyes. He felt his breathing deepen just before the sharp tapping sound roused him. Bleary eyed and disoriented, he sat up and looked around the dusky room.

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