When Jen agreed to
be a surrogate mother for her sister's baby, she never thought she would be left
pregnant with twins, and alone. A tragic accident claims her sister's life, and
sends Jen into a spiral of grief. Garrick has battled
cancer and won. The fight to save his
family's company however, is something he can't possibly succeed in. Fate
steps in and brings Jen and Garrick together for a single night. Can they find
happiness in each other's arms, or is their meeting just too painful to
She smiled to herself as she watched his reactions to her words. Too often
she had seen men smile and flirt, only to run away with their tails between
their legs once they realized she was pregnant. Hell, she wasn't even after a
relationship, only a friend. But obviously that was even too much for the
average male. Not Garrick, though. The trembles in his hands, and the way he
looked at the little foot poking out near her ribs left no doubt in her mind
that he was in total awe of her condition.
"I…" Garrick cleared his throat. "I've never seen or felt a pregnant woman's
belly before. I mean sure, I've seen them walking down the street and such, but
never like this."
Giggling, Jen couldn't help but remark, "Well, I'm not making such a great
example for your first one, then. I'm afraid that stretch marks are not a good
look on a belly this big. But not long to go and I'll have my body back."
Garrick must not have found the funny side to her words, because his smile
fell as he knelt down beside her and placed his hands back on her bared taunt,
yet soft skin.
"Are you kidding me, Jen? This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,
and these marks," he ran a finger over her bump, tracing the few stretch marks
she had that ran near her flattened belly button, "are something to
be proud of. They show that your body has given life…not something everyone is
capable of." As he spoke those last words, he dropped his hands, his head bowing
low so that she could no longer see his face as he stood up and backed away.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't be touching you like that… I have no right." He
turned away from her and started to walk away.
"I'll, ah, let you get dressed and then we can go out for dinner somewhere,
or whatever you are more comfortable with." He stalked away, grabbing his bag
from where he had placed it next to hers and headed straight into the bedroom,
closing the sliding doors as he went.