didnât think so either,â Joe said. âWe did everything right. Or maybe we didnât. But I donât know how we could have done anything different.â He shook his head. âIâm a little confused on that point at the moment.â
âMe, too.â She met his gaze. âI ⦠feel lost. I canât quite grasp it.â She reached up and ran a hand through her hair. âHow ⦠long?â
âBarely. A few weeks. You must have conceived before we left the Lake Cottage to come out here to California.â
âI remember when I was pregnant with Bonnie, I didnât know for months.â
âThings have changed since you were sixteen. They can tell within five or six days now.â
She nodded. âThe whole world has changed. My whole life has changed. Iâm not the same person.â
âYes, you are. Youâve just been tempered by experience.â He lifted her palm to his lips. âAnd this particular experience may do some more very intricate tempering. Just donât let it throw you. Weâll think about it, then make decisions.â
âDecisions.â No, she couldnât make decisions right now. Her head was whirling, and all she could think about was the fact that in nine months she would bear a child. It was impossible. No, it was going to happen. âHow do you feel about it?â
âAs dazed as you.â He grinned. âKind of ⦠primitive. Iâve never fathered a child of my own. I suppose thatâs a natural reaction. I ⦠like it.â His smile faded. âI never suggested it to you. After all youâve gone through, I thought that it had to come from you. I know what you went through when you lost your Bonnie; when she was killed. After we adopted Jane, I believed that might be the way we should go.â
âSo did I.â She moistened her lips. âAnd now Iâm wondering why we never talked about having a child of our own. Did I just bury my head in the sand? My God, Joe, I must have sensed youâd feel like this. Was I so afraid that I avoided facing it?â
He didnât answer.
Because he knew it was true, she realized. She was his center, and he wouldnât allow her to be hurt even if it meant being cheated himself. âYou should have spoken to me about it.â
He shook his head. âI have you. Thatâs enough, more than enough.â He leaned forward and kissed her. âNow stop fretting about me, you have thinking to do.â
âThinking,â she repeated. âYou said decision. You know I wonât have an abortion. I couldnât do that.â
âThatâs not what I meant. You told me once that youâd intended to adopt Bonnie out to a good home before she was born. Then, when you saw her, you changed your mind.â
Eve stared at him in shock. âYouâd consent to me doing that?â
âI have no idea. I doubt it. Every instinct is shouting no, but I just had to bring it up because youâd once considered it. You were a teenager then, poor, virtually alone, and Bonnie was illegitimate. Now youâre older, but you have a career that obsesses you, and family would get in the way.â He met her gaze. âWhatever your decision, it has to be made with your whole heart. After that, weâll work out what we need to do individually to meet both our own goals. Weâll find a way to blend them together.â
âJoeâ¦â
âHush.â He squeezed her hand before releasing it. âIâm going to go and see about your release papers. You rest awhile, then Iâll send Margaret in to help you dress.â He paused. âDo you want me to tell her?â
She shook her head. âItâs not real to me yet. How can I make it real to anyone else?â
âWhat about Cara? Do you still want to take her into our home for a while?â
âOf course I do. What are we
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