Christmas in Texas. Rebecca Winters

Чтение книги онлайн.

СКАЧАТЬ seriously planning to send a nurse out here with a drip if your contractions don’t go away.” He studied her, not happily. “You’re just going to have to accept the fact that I’m here for the long haul, babe.”

      “I don’t think so,” Capri said, knowing steam was probably pouring out of her ears. If Seagal thought he was just going to waltz back into her life and start being an overbearing donkey, he could just go bray elsewhere. “Hand me the phone.”

      He got up, seemed to consider her words, then paced down the hall. “We’ll continue this discussion in a moment.”

      “He acts as if I didn’t take care of myself for the past several months.” Capri reached for the phone on her bedside table, finally hooking it with the aid of a slipper she pulled off her foot. She dialed Kelly’s number.

      Kelly’s cheerful voice shouted a hello. Capri switched the phone to her other ear, hoping the eardrum wasn’t bruised. “I need a favor.”

      “What?”

      “Doc Blankenship’s put me on bed rest. As in, don’t move a fingernail.”

      “Oh, man. You are going to lose your mind,” Kelly said.

      Capri sighed. “I need a personal assistant.”

      “Isn’t Seagal in the house with you? Kind of dishy for a personal assistant. I bet if you put him in an apron—only an apron—he’ll be your dream come true.”

      Capri winced. “I do not want to put Seagal in an apron or anything else.”

      “Don’t share,” Kelly said. “I’m too busy trying to have my own sweet dreams about his buddy, Jack. Nothing’s happening on that front, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have my radar trained on him.”

      “Kelly,” Capri said, “if you could be here, Seagal and I wouldn’t be alone together. And then sometimes he’d leave, go do some cop stuff.”

      “Oh.” Kelly was silent for a moment. “I’d love to help you out, but I can’t. I’d never forgive myself if I messed up this chance for the two of you to work things out. I owe it to my darling godchildren to help you two wonderful, well-intentioned but obstinate friends realize that marriage means two people in the same bed. You are my dearest friend, even if you didn’t tell me about the twins,” Kelly said.

      “I will name a baby after you if you help me.”

      “You’re having boys,” Kelly said. “Does Seagal know he’s having boys?”

      “The name Kelly is appropriate for a boy or a girl,” Capri said with some disgust at her friend’s lack of loyalty. “No, he doesn’t know, and you’re not telling him. Besides which, it turned out that the early sonograms were wrong. Baby Snow is having a twin sister.”

      “Snow?” Kelly didn’t say anything for a moment. “Does Seagal know you’re using your maiden name?”

      “No.” They were two weeks from a divorce; she had to be practical.

      He was going to hit the roof.

      “You’re really not focusing on what’s important. What is important is that I’m big as a house, I feel stuffed like a Christmas turkey and I don’t want Seagal sitting here looking at me when I could do stand-ins for the blueberry girl in Willy Wonka. I’m feeling distinctly unlike my former more slender self,” Capri said.

      “It’s all right,” Kelly soothed. “Seagal probably likes a little more woman than less.”

      Capri sighed. “You are not helping. And you’re not going to, are you?”

      “Not the way you want me to,” Kelly said. “But I’ll bring you some carrot cake from the Wedding Happy Bakery,” she said, her voice brightening.

      “Oh, that’s just what I need—mach-five calories. How’d the cleanup go, by the way? Did everything get put away properly for next year? Did—”

      “Relax,” Kelly said. “Believe it or not, we took care of everything even without your capable guidance and your megaphone. Now rest, my godchildren.”

      Kelly hung up, and Seagal walked back in the room, slinging himself back into the puffy chair. “Your mother brought you a casserole. My favorite.” He looked pleased, not noticing Capri’s outrage. “I put it in on the counter. It’s all warm, and she brought nice toasty bread because she heard I was staying here with you. I always loved your mom,” he said, practically sighing in anticipation of the meal. “She didn’t want to come in. But she gave me a very mother-in-lawly hug and said welcome home.”

      She glared at her almost-ex. “Seagal, you are not staying here.”

      “It’s either me or Jack.”

      “I’ll take Jack,” Capri said definitively.

      Seagal looked hurt. “You know he gossips. Like a girl. And if he’s here, Kelly will be here all the time. I don’t know why he doesn’t get that she’s crazy about him.”

      “I don’t know why men have such thick skulls,” Capri said. “They just don’t get what females are trying to tell them sometimes.”

      “Yeah, I know.” He sighed. “It’s an honest mistake. A disconnect, even. Excuse me.”

      “Where are you going?”

      He didn’t answer, strolling down the hall. She heard the front door open, and Seagal’s voice cheerily greeting someone. Then the door closed and he made it back to his chair.

      “Apple pie,” Seagal announced. “Courtesy of Mrs. Blankenship. Guess Doc told his wife you were in need of something sweet.”

      “Is there a reason the doorbell isn’t ringing?” Capri asked.

      “I disconnected it,” Seagal said, obviously pleased with himself. “You need to rest. I didn’t want you waking up when my cop buddies drop by.”

      This was one of the problems they’d never been able to overcome. “There’s that disconnect you were talking about,” Capri said. “That man-woman disconnect.”

      “Well,” Seagal said, “it’s going to be a long couple of months. You might as well make like a bear and hibernate back here under that lacy comforter.” He looked longingly at the bed.

      She slid the phone under her pillow so he wouldn’t decide to commandeer that, as well. “Go away, Seagal.”

      A snore caught her attention. Just like the old days, Seagal had dropped off like a tired baby. Even snoring he looked handsome, and she thought about tossing another pillow at him.

      She wished he was sleeping in her bed, as he once had. Most nights they’d barely moved, completely curled in each other’s arms.

      It could not be.

      She closed her eyes, relaxing now that Seagal wasn’t watching her. As long as he was sleeping, he wasn’t in her business.

      That was good. It was what she wanted. She didn’t СКАЧАТЬ