Pregnant with His Royal Twins by Louisa Heaton

Author:Louisa Heaton [Heaton, Louisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-10-13T19:10:25+00:00

Chapter Six

IT WAS THE pain she felt first, as she began to become aware of the world once more. Everything felt sore, but the worst thing was her headache. It was as if she had a crown of intense burning fire around her skull. Her mouth felt dry too, and she tried to lick her lips.

‘Freya? Open your eyes.’

Jamie.

Jamie was here. Why was he in her bedroom? What had happened?

As she struggled to implement his instruction to open her eyes she began to remember some weird, hazy things.

A woman in a car.

A baby wrapped in blankets in her arms.

The cold.

A set of car keys.

The twinkling stars above.

Two stern-looking men crouching over her, babbling in a language she didn’t understand.

And then she remembered.

The black ice.

Slipping on the pavement and falling.

She opened her eyes, struggling to focus, but she could only just make out a face. A man’s face. Dark hair and midnight eyes.

‘Jamie...’

She saw a relieved smile break across his face and she tried to reach up to touch him, to make sure he was real, but it was as if she was uncoordinated, or didn’t have the strength.

‘You’ve had a nasty fall. Knocked yourself out. The babies are okay. You’ve had a little bleeding, but they’re okay. We’re keeping you in for monitoring and bed rest.’

Freya blinked as she processed this huge amount of information. ‘What? Keeping me in? No.’

She panicked, tried to get up, tried to get out of bed, but dizziness assailed her and she felt his firm hands holding her arms, pressing her down.

‘You need to stay in bed.’

‘No, I’m—’

‘Freya, for once you are going to have to do as you are told!’

And then she heard it in his voice. Fear.

He cared.

She blinked again and tried to focus on his face, but she just felt so tired. Slowly, inexorably, her eyes closed once again and she drifted off to sleep.

* * *

‘Concussion?’ She stared at Jamie.

‘Yes. You’re also still bleeding and you have high blood pressure, so you’re staying in on bed rest.’

Staying in. In hospital.

Adrenaline was pulsing through her, making her legs twitch. She wanted to run. Wanted to get out of there.

‘But the babies are fine, you said.’

‘I did.’

‘But I need to stay on bed rest? Are you kidding me?’

‘What would you say to a patient seven months pregnant with twins, who’s had a nasty fall, hit her head, has high BP and is bleeding? Would you tell her to carry on, or would you tell her to stay in bed?’

She bit her bottom lip, eyeing the door. He was right, but she didn’t want to admit it. She would tell a patient in that situation that she needed to stay in. But this was different.

She’d been trapped in a hospital bed before. Lying there, gripping onto the bedrails, whilst a doctor and a nurse debrided the dead tissue from her face. It had felt as if the acid was being splashed onto her all over again. The pain interminable.

Being back in a hospital bed, being told she had to stay there, was making her feel trapped.

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