Chapter 61

She liked the gentle pressure of his hand. In fact she felt so comfortable that she might even think about resting her head on his shoulder. And why not? They had already agreed that he would be present at the birth— and you couldn’t get more intimate than that.

Kaleb’s pulse rocketed as he felt her relax against him. It was pitiful! Laughable, really—that such a small crumb of affection should bring him such pleasure. And even more laughable that he should suddenly feel like a complete novice. Nothing is happening, he told himself. All she’s doing is resting her head on your shoulder!

Sasha closed her eyes and felt herself drifting into a place somewhere between wakefulness and sleep. Where sight and sound retreated to a distant place, and where sensation overwhelmed everything else. She could feel the weight of the baby, and its occasional bubbling little movements. She snuggled into the hard contour of Kaleb’s shoulder, and felt the firm flesh and the whispering of si