In a Texas Minute by Bagwell Stella

Author:Bagwell, Stella
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Silhouette Special Edition
Published: 2005-06-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The next morning Sierra awoke to sunlight streaming through the windows and the smell of fresh, strong coffee drifting into the bedroom.

Cracking one eye, she stretched, then suddenly remembering Bowie hadn’t wakened her, she jerked her head toward the bassinet. It was gone!

Practically leaping out of bed, she wrapped a thin cotton robe around her naked body and raced out to the living room. One quick glance told her that part of the house was empty, so she trotted to the kitchen.

Halfway through the open door, she stopped dead in her tracks and stared at the sight before her. Alex had Bowie lying on a blanket spread upon the breakfast table and was in the process of changing the baby’s diaper. Not just a wet diaper—a dirty diaper.

“Nice way to start a morning, huh?”

Obviously not hearing the approach of her bare feet, Alex looked up at the sound of her voice. A smile curved his lips as he took in her disheveled appearance.

“We’re doing all right.” He made a silly goo-goo face at Bowie. “Aren’t we, baby boy?”

Tears were suddenly burning the back of Sierra’s eyes and she didn’t have a clue to why they were there. She only knew that something about the sight of Alex caring for Bowie was so sweet, so right that it touched the deepest part of her.

“Need any help?” She moved into the room and came to stand next to him.

He’d already rolled up the dirty disposable diaper and was fastening the new one around Bowie’s tummy. Once it was secure, he picked up the offensive-smelling diaper as though it were a basketball and made a three-pointer in a trash can sitting several feet away.

“Nope. I think he’s all set.”

For good measure he reached for a container of baby powder and sprinkled it on the baby’s legs. As Sierra watched his long, tanned fingers rub the talc into Bowie’s skin, she couldn’t help but recall how those same fingers had touched her last night, had turned her inside out with longing. Just thinking about their love-making heated her face. Especially now that they were facing each other in the light of day.

Stepping away from him, she hurried over to the cabinet. “I think I’ll get some coffee. Have you had any yet?”

“Not yet. I’ve been too busy feeding Bowie.”

Turning away from the cabinet, her brows lifted in surprise as she looked at him. “You’ve already fed Bowie?”

Alex gave her a smug smile. “Why, yes. You don’t think I’d let the little fellow go hungry while his Sleeping Beauty mother lies in the bed, do you?”

Sierra glanced at the apple-shaped kitchen clock hanging over the double sink. It was only a quarter to seven. But his comment suddenly reminded her of how she must look to him this morning with her face bare, her hair tangled, her eyes puffy with sleep. Her appearance couldn’t be a good sight. Whereas he looked as fresh as if he’d slept ten hours instead of a measly four.

Sierra pulled a sardonic face at him.

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