Unfortunately, making love to her right now wouldn’t get the job done. He’d tried that tactic for the past week and she was still being stubborn. Still denying the truth.
“Just do it,” he coaxed, wrapping his arms around her. “No matter what, it will be okay.”
Naya buried her face against his chest. “It won’t be okay. Everything will change.”
Ah! He finally understood what was bothering her. “What will change?”
But he knew. Her parents had gotten married because of a pregnancy. Seven months after their wedding, Naya had come into the world and the arguing had started. He should have realized that this was her concern. He’d practically had to drag her to the church before their wedding.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
“Of course!” she answered immediately.
“Then you know that, no matter what, we’ll get through this. It will be okay.”
She sighed and wrapped her arms around his waist more tightly. “How? How will it be okay?”
He smiled but she couldn’t see his expression. “Because I love you. And you love me. And no matter what, that’s not going to change.”
If he’d said anything else, she would have dismissed the words. But their love was really the one thing in this world she never doubted. Naya sighed, defeated. “Fine.”
She wiped the tears from her cheeks and grabbed the box. Walking away from him, she looked like she was walking to a shooting squad.
Luke watched, wishing he could do something to help her, to make her feel more excited about the possibility. He probably shouldn’t have made her do this, he thought. He was positive about what was going on. He should have been content with that.
He paced back and forth, ignoring his cell phone that kept buzzing. It was his brothers. They all knew what Luke suspected and were waiting on news. Well, not waiting so much as trying to reach him to find out.
Damn, she was terrified! Luke glanced down at his watch, cringing at the passing of time. He shouldn’t have pushed so hard! She’d been in there for ten minutes now!
Thoughts of what she might be doing made his body tense with fear. Walking over to the bathroom, he found that the door was open and Naya wasn’t in there any longer. When he glanced to the side, he found her in her office. Her pink-walled, flowered-furniture office. She’d done this on purpose because he’d made so many comments about her flowered couch before their wedding. So, instead of having just one piece of furniture that was painfully frilly and feminine, they had an entire room filled with the stuff.
When she’d showed him the designs for this room, he told her that he wouldn’t be able to walk into the area. Too much estrogen, he’d quipped. She’d laughed. Damn, he loved it when she laughed.
Right now, she was crying though. She was crying and his heart wrenched with those tears as he walked over and knelt in front of her. “Naya, honey, it’s okay. I know you wanted to have kids, but we can keep trying.”
Naya looked down at him, loving the man so much. “I do want to have kids. Lots of them. With you.”
He took her hands, warming her cold fingers as best he could. “So the test was negative this time.” He tried to smile through the crushing disappointment he was feeling. He’d been so sure! She was two weeks late, she hated the smell of coffee, and he could barely touch her breasts because they were so sensitive. Damn, but he’d been sure all of that meant that she was pregnant!
“We’ll keep trying.” He pushed a copper curl out of her eyes. “I’ll dedicate every waking hour to the task. I promise.”
She laughed and some of the tension lifted from his shoulders. Not all, because he was still trying to come to terms with the fact that she wasn’t pregnant.
“No need,” she told him and turned the plastic stick around. “I’m pregnant now. You were right.”
He looked down and saw the plus sign. Then looked up into her pretty, brown eyes. “You’re sad about this?”
She shook her head quickly. “No. I thought I would be sad about it, but I’m so excited, I almost tripped coming out of the bathroom to tell you.”