Chance's Joy. Patricia Thayer

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СКАЧАТЬ on.” Chance searched through his bag and found a towel and washcloth. In the small first aid kit there was some disinfectant and small bandages. Then he dug into his jeans pocket to find his knife.

      “Yeah, I have a small towel and some disinfectant.” He glanced around the room. “But nothing to wrap the baby in.”

      “Then take off your shirt and use that. Wash your hands in the disinfectant and hurry, because on the next contraction, she’s going to have to push again. And you need to help guide the baby’s head….”

      Chance dropped the phone and did as the doctor directed. He finished just as she cried out again. “All right, blue eyes, let’s get this baby born. Push.”

      The blonde bore down hard with a groan, her face red from the exertion.

      “Hey, you’re doing just fine,” a surprised Chance said as he cradled the baby’s tiny head in his hands. “Give one more big push. Come on, your baby needs you,” he coaxed.

      Tears rolled from her eyes as she panted. “I can’t.”

      “Yes, you can,” he argued. “Your baby needs you.”

      That did it. With the next pain, she gave it all she had. And Chance could only gasp as the tiny infant slid out into his shaking hands. Already the baby girl was crying. “Hey, you got yourself a daughter,” he whispered.

      All at once the woman began to cry in earnest. Chance was busy cutting and tying the cord with his disinfected pocketknife. Once done, he wrapped the baby in his chambray shirt. “Wish it could be pink, little one.” He held her for a moment, watching as the tiny bundle looked up at him, her eyes open and trusting, just like her mother’s. Something tightened in his chest.

      “Is she all right?”

      The woman’s voice brought him back to reality. “Oh, yeah, I’d say she’s perfect.” He carefully handed her to her mother.

      “Oh, she’s beautiful,” she cried.

      “She’s a keeper all right,” Chance agreed as his gaze locked with the mother’s bright blue eyes, then turned his attention to the newborn. Unable to resist, he touched his finger to her soft cheek in wonder over this miracle he’d helped bring into world.

      Just then the sound of the ambulance pierced the silence. “Looks like help has arrived.”

      “I think my daughter and I had all the help we needed. Thank you.”

      Chance realized that the doctor was still on the phone. “Hey, it’s a girl,” he said. “She looks fine. The ambulance just pulled up.”

      “Chance, you did a good job. Congratulations.”

      “Thanks, doc, for all your help.”

      “You’re the one who did all the work. Tell the mother that I’ll be waiting for the two of them at the hospital.”

      Chance hung up and smiled. Then the paramedics rushed in, and he stepped aside.

      Realizing mother and child didn’t need him anymore, disappointment rushed through him. Well, what did he expect? What decent woman would have anything to do with a Randell? He stiffened and turned and walked out. Besides he didn’t need any strays. The last thing he needed was to get involved with a widowed woman and her kid.

      Joy was exhausted, but so happy as she looked down at her new baby daughter, Kathryn Rose.

      “Oh, Blake, she’s beautiful,” she whispered. Tears clogged her throat at the thought of her husband. It had been only seven months since his sudden death, and although the shock of his passing had lessened with time, she would always miss him. Blake had been her friend, her family, as she was his. Joy glanced down at Katie Rose again. But she wasn’t alone anymore. Never again was she going to be without family. Mother and daughter had each other now and nothing was going to separate them.

      The young, dark-haired paramedic approached the ambulance. “We’ll be transporting you shortly, ma’am,” he said.

      “Thank you,” Joy answered.

      “I’m not the one you should thank,” the man said. “I’d say the cowboy had everything under control by the time we got here.”

      Joy glanced out the open doors of the ambulance, and spotted the big man standing back from the attendants. His hands rested on his lean hips, and she could see the evidence of the ordeal of the birth on his damp T-shirt and jeans. Her gaze rose to the hard planes of his face and his steel-gray eyes, now hidden by a dusty cowboy hat.

      She motioned for him to come to the ambulance and watched his slow, deliberate gait as he made his way toward her. Joy smiled to herself, as something told her this cowboy did things his way. A tingle erupted deep in her stomach and a blush spread across her cheeks, as she remembered that just moments ago they’d shared the intimacy of her baby’s birth. She recalled his encouraging words as he helped her through her labor, and the tenderness of his touch as he brought her daughter into the world. She didn’t want to think about what would have happened if he hadn’t shown up.

      The cowboy stopped next to the door and removed his hat, revealing the brown-streaked hair Joy had focused on during her pains.

      “Looks like you’re all fixed up,” he said, his expression cool. The change in his mood surprised her.

      “I’m fine. And my daughter is perfect. I’m sorry that I had to put you through this.”

      “No problem, ma’am. Glad I could help.”

      “I’m very happy you were here, too. I’ll always be grateful.”

      Chance couldn’t stop looking at the pretty woman on the gurney. Her long blond hair was still damp, and little ringlets curled around her face. Her large blue eyes were the color of the bluebonnets that grew wild along the Texas hillsides. Realizing where his thoughts were headed, he quickly glanced away. “Like I said, just being neighborly.”

      “So you’re my neighbor?” she asked.

      “Out here, we all watch out for one another. It’s a good thing you found the Kirby place. It’s just too bad it was deserted.”

      “I was purposely looking for Lillian Kirby’s place.”

      An uneasy feeling suddenly washed over Chance. He remembered that the lawyer handling Miss Kirby’s will had said that her nephew was deceased, and they hadn’t been able to locate any other relatives. Surely this couldn’t be another…? He shook away the thought. “I don’t see why, no one has lived here for nearly a year.”

      The woman smiled and looked at her baby. “That’s going to change soon.”

      Chance froze. What did she mean by that? All of a sudden the paramedic started to close the door. “Wait!” Chance stopped him and glared at the woman. “What do you mean?”

      “That just as soon as Katie Rose and I get released from the hospital we’ll be moving in.”

      She was going to live here? “Look Mrs.—” He stopped, realizing he didn’t even know her name. “I guess we never got to introductions. СКАЧАТЬ