Doctor, Soldier, Daddy by Caro Carson

Author:Caro Carson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-08-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Her wedding night was sensual, in its way. She stared up at the ceiling in the darkness and felt the cold air from the vent fall on her face. The pillow was plump and deep, and smelled of fabric softener. Her stomach did not growl, and her teeth felt clean and smooth and minty. She wore her new husband’s T-shirt as her nightgown. The rough cotton covered her shoulders and felt coarse on her stomach and tickled the tops of her thighs.

It wasn’t the sensuality of a man, but of a man’s shirt. Kendry Harrison, or rather, Kendry MacDowell, was once more settling for what she could get. She was married to a man, but she was having no wedding night. She was a guest in a bachelor’s spare room, sleeping in a bed that shared space with some weight-lifting equipment and an oversize stereo.

She heard the snuffle and quiet mew of a baby. Sam. Her baby. Kendry waited a moment, but she didn’t hear the sound of Jamie’s footsteps going to check on the baby.

In this one area, then, she didn’t have to compromise. If Sam was her baby, then she’d go check on him.

She tiptoed into the hallway, feeling like an intruder. Jamie’s house was enormous. Never in her life had she lived in something with so much square footage. Her parents had sometimes bunked with friends. Kendry could remember sleeping in the back of a minivan, the Woodstock-era Volkswagen type. She’d been cozy, squashed between Mom and Dad, at least until she’d gotten older and had been to school another semester or two in America and figured out that not everyone lived that way. In fact, no one else lived that way. No one except Kendry Harrison and her wacky, hippie parents.

But as a preschooler, it had been cozy.

Would Sam ever know that kind of coziness? Never. She couldn’t see herself sleeping with Jamie MacDowell, their baby tucked between them, van windows open to the night sky—

“—and the night bugs,” she whispered to herself as she sank her bare toes into the plush carpet. It hadn’t been that idyllic. Sam wouldn’t be missing out on too much with his parents’ platonic marriage.

Sam’s room was next to the guest room. It was softly lit with a nightlight. There was, however, no baby in the dark wood crib. The snuffling baby sound didn’t seem to come from the direction of the master bedroom at the end of the hall, either. That door was wide open, but Kendry wasn’t about to tiptoe into Jamie’s bedroom to check on him.

Sam was her guy, not Jamie. She wanted to find Sam.

Kendry entered the family room, her way lit by the glow of the television screen. A twenty-four-hour sports channel was on, its volume so low as to be barely noticeable. Jamie was sprawled in a brown leather recliner, all six-feet-whatever of him, sound asleep. Sam was in his arms, fussing his way into a more comfortable position against his dad’s chest.

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