CHAPTER 7.
“Hey,“ The familiar feminine voice echoed in the room and his head came swinging up.
“Hey,“ He beamed at her. She was leaning against the door, still dressed in her silver nightgown. ”You finally up?“
“Yup, got hungry,” She smiled.
He got to his feet and went to her, pulling her into his arms. He rocked her slightly, taking a deep breath of her lavender scent. Twenty years later but he still wouldn't get enough of it. He still wouldn't get enough of her.
He pulled away from the hug and gave her a once-over. “How are you feeling?“ His hand went to her belly and he caressed it. “Got any pains here?”
“No, I'm fine. I just got a little tingling down there,“ She gestured with her head. Ryder's gaze followed her gesture.
“I'm sorry,” He blurted out, holding her into another hug
