Love Worth Finding by Cathy Marie Hake

Author:Cathy Marie Hake
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2012-11-06T05:00:00+00:00

Twelve

She reached up and rubbed the back of her neck. “Yes?”

Brandon brushed her hand away. “Mosquitoes eating you?”

“I don’t know. I don’t think so.” She shuddered. “All of the sudden, I itch all over.”

He tugged her under a light post. One look, and he whistled under his breath. “Babe, you’ve got a primo crop of hives starting. What are you allergic to?”

“Nothing.”

“You’d better be, or you’ve got some kind of kid disease.”

“I can’t.” She chafed her arm. “I had all my vaccinations.”

He yanked out his cell phone and dialed. “Doc. Dry. My girl’s got hives.”

“I don’t need a doctor!”

Brandon’s eyes narrowed to deny her assertion as Doc started pelting him with questions. “Yeah. Breathing’s fine. No, she says she’s not allergic to anything. Okay. Gotcha. What kind of antihistamine?” His cell phone bugged out.

“Aargh!” Brandon dialed again, but he got no response. “Come on.” He grabbed her hand and started striding toward the corner.

“Brandon!”

“Yeah?”

“You may be Daddy Longlegs, but I can’t go that fast—especially in heels.”

He swept her into his arms and kept walking.

“Your shoulder!”

“Is fine. Stop fussing.”

She wound her arm around his neck. “What are you doing?”

“Taking you to the drug store. We’re getting you an antihistamine, pronto.”

“Now who’s fussing?”

“I’m responding, not fussing.” Traffic was light, so he didn’t pause or go to the corner.

Once he stepped out into the street, Della squawked, “You’re jaywalking!”

“Nope,” he said as he sped up. “I’m jay-jogging.”

She held on tight. “You’re going to get us killed.”

He stepped up on the curb and shouldered past a few pedestrians and into the drug store. “Babe, as long as you’re in my arms, I’ll die happy.”

Someone clapped him on the back. “Hey, Dry. I think that counts as PDA.”

Brandon glanced over his shoulder. “I won’t deny the affection, but this isn’t a public display. It’s an emergency.”

“Man, if emergencies look like that, I’m gonna have to become a doctor like my mama wanted me to.”

Della laughed self-consciously. “Hi. I’m Della.”

“She has hives,” Brandon tacked on as he headed down an aisle.

“Grant Luvelle.” Grant followed in their wake. “Get calamine lotion. My sister always used it. She’s allergic to blueberries.”

Brandon stood in the middle of the aisle with Della in his arms. “Two bottles.”

“You can put me down, Brandon. I can walk.”

His eyes narrowed. “How are you breathing?”

“Just fine. My only problem is, I itch.”

He put her on her feet, grabbed the calamine lotion, and ordered Grant, “Go get a basket and the pharmacist.”

“Aye-aye!”

“Water,” he muttered to himself. He raised his voice. “Lurch—toss me a bottle of water!”

Della yelped as a bottle shot through the air in a perfect spiral that would have done any quarterback proud.

“You need this to wash down the pills.” He cranked off the lid in one savage wrench.

“Pills? Just how much stuff do you have in mind?”

“Whatever it takes.” He scanned the shelves and started filling his arms with products that looked promising. “Hey, Lurch—what’s taking so long? Where’s that pharmacist?”

“Shhh, Brandon. I’m okay. Really.” Della tried to take a box of pills from him and shove it back on the shelf.

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