Jenna's Cowboys by Laura Jo Phillips

Author:Laura Jo Phillips [Phillips, Laura Jo]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Kathleen Honsinger
Published: 2016-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

When Jenna opened her eyes the next morning she was instantly tense. The bed moved and she held her breath.

“Jenna?” Cole asked, leaning over until his worried face filled her vision.

“Don’t move,” she whispered. He froze. She swallowed hard, then took a slow careful breath. “I’m gonna be sick.”

Almost before the words were out of her mouth Cole had her in his arms and was heading for the bathroom. She fought to hold the nausea at bay until Cole got her to the bathroom and managed, if barely. Her stomach was empty since she’d eaten no more than half a dozen spoonful’s of soup the night before, but that didn’t seem to matter. She wasn’t sure how much time went by before her stomach muscles relaxed but cold sweat coated her face and she was gasping for air.

“Go away,” she mumbled to Cole the moment she had the strength to talk.

“No way in hell, baby,” he replied as he continued to rub her back.

“How is she?” Dillon asked.

“A little better I think,” Cole replied. “Get me a cool cloth would you?”

“Sure.”

Jenna felt her stomach tighten again and moaned as she leaned over the toilet. Luckily the nausea passed this time and she relaxed again. Cole reached around and stroked a cool cloth over her face which felt so good she nearly sighed with pleasure.

“What did Doc say?”

“Morning sickness,” Dillon said.

“I thought that only happened in the first couple of months,” Cole said. Jenna rolled her eyes but didn’t say anything.

“Not always,” Dillon said. “Doc says she’s been suffering with morning sickness off and on all along, and we damn well better not let this happen again ‘cause the strain of the stomach contractions are seriously dangerous for her.”

“How the hell can we stop her from getting sick?”

“Saltines,” Jenna whispered, just as Dillon said the same thing.

“You knew and didn’t tell us?” Cole asked in surprise.

“If I was at home I’d be able to reach the box of saltines on my bedside table,” Jenna said. “But I’m not home, I was a little preoccupied last night and didn’t think of them, and I’ve been too busy throwing up an empty stomach to discuss it this morning.”

“I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean to bark at you,” Cole said. “You ready to get up now?”

“Yes,” Jenna said. “I need to brush my teeth.”

“All right,” he said, setting the cloth aside and picking her up. He set her on her feet in front of the sink and she reached for her toothbrush and toothpaste. She wanted to ask them to leave but she knew it would be wasted energy.

“Do we have any saltines in the house?” Cole asked Dillon while standing close to Jenna in case she needed support.

“No, I damn near tore the kitchen apart looking for some but the closest I found was a bag of chips. I’ll run into town as soon as she’s settled.”

Jenna perked up a bit at that. She finished brushing her teeth while compiling a mental list of things she wanted from her apartment.

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