Moon Over Alcatraz by Patricia Yager Delagrange

Author:Patricia Yager Delagrange
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Musa Publishing
Published: 2012-01-06T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 30

I nestled into the pillows to take a short nap until Jessica’s next feeding. It was still dark outside when I awoke and found Edward curled up next to me in bed asleep. I hadn’t heard him come in, but I didn’t mind he’d joined me under the covers. I turned toward him.

He was so beautiful. His features were perfect—nicely shaped nose, full lips under a dark mustache, long dark eyelashes I knew covered the most gorgeous blue eyes ever. His physique was muscular and his chest and legs were covered in thick dark hair. He’d told me he went to the same gym as Cecilia and worked out with weights at least four times a week. He was in very good shape. I could lie here and watch him for hours.

His eyelids fluttered open. “Hi,” he whispered.

“Did you get any sleep?”

“A little. I hope I didn’t waken you. I had so much paper work to do.”

“Why don’t you go back to sleep. Jessica should be waking up soon and I’ll try to keep her quiet. As long as she’s nursing, she doesn’t make any noise.”

“Wanna cuddle?”

“I’d love to.”

I turned toward the windows and he put his arm around my waist, spooning me from behind. It was so comforting having someone in bed with me again. It had been months, and I missed it. I fell asleep within seconds but woke up when Jessica whimpered. I picked her up immediately and sat up in bed in the dark, relishing the quiet time with my baby, listening to Edward’s steady breathing while Jessica sucked and swallowed. When she finished, I laid her back in her cradle and turned on the rocking mechanism so she could be lulled through the night.

The next morning she slept longer than usual so I picked her up to nurse. She was ravenous and it took half an hour until she was satisfied and sleepy again. Edward had already gotten out of bed, and I assumed he was fixing breakfast. After I placed Jess in her cradle, I heard him coming up the stairs.

“How are you feeling, oh Princess of Lauren Drive?” he asked with a mischievous grin.

“Much better, thank you.”

“You didn’t wake up when Jessica cried last night at three a.m.”

I furrowed my brows. “You’re kidding me.”

He put both hands up, palms facing outward. “I kid you not.”

“Why was she crying? She’d already been fed.”

“Her diaper needed changing. I figured out how to do it without waking you up to ask.” He motioned toward the bedroom door. “Did you want to come downstairs and eat?”

“I think it’s about time I did, yes,” I said, looking around for my bathrobe. “I’m feeling strong as ever and I need to start walking again. I’m not sick, Edward, just postpartum. I’ll be fine. And I’m ravenous.”

He walked over to the closet where he took my bathrobe off the hanger then brought it to me. “Soft-boiled eggs, whole wheat toast, butter, jam, and Peet’s decaf coffee—all waiting for you in the kitchen.

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