The Way You Are: Alpha Doctor and Amnesia Patient Romance (Take Care of Me Book 1) by Barbra Campbell

Author:Barbra Campbell [Campbell, Barbra]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Romantic Escapes Publishing
Published: 2019-08-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

Angel

I slept far better with Gavin than I had alone in the hospital. The solid night’s sleep left me ready to conquer the day. They say it takes a village to raise a child, but I wasn’t even going to do it with the full me present. Time. Was there any way to slow it down?

As promised, I whipped up a quiche with the ingredients Gavin had on hand. The kitchen felt like home. It wouldn’t take long getting used to anything in his luxurious house, but I sensed my place was in the kitchen, and laughed at the metaphor running through my mind. Barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen. My heart was full of happiness for the first time. And I kept it to myself lest I scare him into thinking I’d never leave. Not that I wanted to.

During breakfast, he let me ramble on about ingredients, cooking utensils, and Cuisine King… the extent of my repertoire. His total focus on me and my small world allowed me to escape, be a person instead of an amnesia patient.

“That has to be the best quiche I’ve ever eaten. I’d sit here longer and eat the rest of it but I have to do rounds this morning. Then I’ll take you shopping. I already texted Glenda and let her know you were mine…my responsibility.”

I could be his in a heartbeat. What if I’d separated from my husband? What if he’d been mad, knocked me out, and dumped me on the side of the road? I had to stop ‘what-iffing’ my previous life. “Glenda’s nice, but I suspect I’ll have more fun with you.”

He smiled, reached across the table, and squeezed my hand. “I had an idea. I wrote down the password to my computer. While I’m gone, you can browse the internet. Cooking’s important to you. Play around. See if anything brings back a memory. I left a notepad by the computer, too. Write down any possible lead. Even the smallest thing might help us find your identity.”

“Sure, I’ll see what I can find.” And get out of his hair. The last thing this bachelor needed was a woman and kid violating his perfect space. I had to give him credit, he was tidy. But I sensed I was too. Funny how those ideas hit. I glanced toward the kitchen and realized I’d cleaned as I’d cooked, virtually nothing left to do but our dishes.

He left and I studied the computer screen. Where to begin? I set my fingers on the keys and typed the first thing that popped into my head, chef. Unfortunately, nothing else came with it. I found the website for the TV show. I’d hoped a memory of watching it with someone would surface, but there was nothing. Clicked various links, nothing.

My brain grew tired so I headed to the bathroom and let the rain style shower head wash away my worries. I put the t-shirt back on but I’d worn my underwear and shorts long enough.

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