Grace Under Fire by Jerri Drennen

Author:Jerri Drennen [Drennen, Jerri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Grace Under Fire

Chapter Thirteen

Cord held the quilt Grace had made for Emily’s son and rode the hospital elevator to the third floor. Grace stood next to him, her eyes red-rimmed as if she’d spent the night crying.

Earlier that morning, he asked her what was wrong, but she had denied anything was bothering her.

Maybe she’d dreamt of Vince and it had brought back all the painful memories of his charred remains.

The elevator stopped and the doors opened.

Cord allowed Grace to exit first. Without provocation, his gaze inadvertently zoomed in on her bottom. She had a cute little behind, one that would fit nicely in his palms—a thought that made his penis twitch in response.

Get your mind on something else, Cord.

Emily’s room was at the end of the long hallway in a double-occupancy suite.

He followed behind Grace as a nurse drew back the curtain separating the beds. A pregnant woman lay on her back, looking out the room’s only window.

“Good morning.” Grace leaned in to kiss her sister’s cheek. “How do you feel?” She glanced around. “Where’s Jacob?”

“I feel surprisingly good, and Jacob is in the nursery right now. How about you? I wish I could say that you looked good.”

Grace frowned. “That’s what I love about you, Emily—always full of compliments.”

“Sorry, but it looks like you’ve been crying.” Emily glanced at Cord. “What’s going on?”

He shook his head. “No clue.”

“Isn’t that just like a man?” Emily scoffed. “Never knowing anything when it comes to a woman weeping. Charlie always finds an excuse to leave the house when I get into a crying jag.” Emily looked at the woman in the other bed. “What about you, Heather? Have you experienced that?”

The woman turned, and Cord felt his blood run cold.

Heather Pratt. What the hell was she doing here?

“I guess.” The woman’s attention locked on Grace.

“Heather had some contractions,” Emily explained, pulling herself higher on her pillow. “The doctors are trying to stop them. She’s only seven months pregnant.”

Grace smiled at Heather. “I’m sure they’ll be able to.”

Cord inwardly cringed. If Grace had any idea who this woman was, she wouldn’t be saying that, though from the look on Heather’s face, she recognized her.

What were the odds? Typical of his luck.

He had to get Grace out of the room before Heather said something.

Cord touched Grace’s arm. “Don’t we have to get going?”

Grace sighed. “Yeah, I guess. I’ll come by tonight and see you and Jacob. Okay?”

“Actually, Charlie’s taking us home this afternoon. Come by the house.”

Relief washed over Cord. He was happy that Emily and Jacob were going home. He didn’t want Emily near Heather, either. The woman might spill her guts.

Grace kissed her sister’s cheek again. “Oh, wait.” Grace reached for the quilt in Cord’s arms. “This is for Jacob. I made it myself.”

Emily unfolded the blue and mint-green bundle and her face lit up with excitement. “It’s beautiful, sis. I love it.”

“I’m glad. Nothing’s too good for my nephew. Well, we’d better go.”

Cord and Grace turned to leave the room.

“Grace,” Emily said, stopping them at the door.

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