Garrett walked off to our bedroom, and I sat down on the chair and quickly wiped the tears away.
A few minutes later, he walked in, and when I glanced up and saw his suitcase, a sob escaped my throat. I slowly stood up.
“I’m going to go stay the evening with my parents. I’m not sure why or how this got started, but I think it’s best if I just leave before something is said that we’ll both regret,” he said before turning to leave.
I placed my hand on my stomach and instantly felt sick. I watched as he walked to the door, and I began crying harder. I tried to talk, but nothing would come out. When he opened the door, I finally was able to say something. “Garrett!” I called out.
He turned around, and when our eyes met, I slowly started to slide down to the floor.
I whispered, “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. Please…please don’t leave me.”
Garrett dropped his suitcase and had me in his arms before I even knew what was happening. “Emma, I’d never leave you—ever. Our love is forever. Don’t you know that?”
I frantically began kissing him. “Yes! God, yes, I know that. I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”
I quickly began trying to pull Garrett’s shirt up and over his head. Then, he began taking off his pants.
He pulled me against his body. “Emma, I only have eyes for you. I only love you,” he whispered against my lips.
I reached under my skirt and pulled off my knickers. I kicked them off to the side as I said, “I know. Oh God, Garrett, I know. Please…I need you.”
The instant he slipped inside me, I let out a moan. We’d never had such raw, passionate sex as we did that afternoon. Garrett took me hard and fast against our kitchen counter, and then he carried me into our bedroom where we made love two more times.
We lay in bed, wrapped around each other, for the longest time before either one of us spoke.
“I promise you, Garrett, I will never let jealousy into my heart like that again. I just don’t know what happened. It was so weird how upset I was.”
He rolled over onto his side and pulled me closer to him, so we were facing each other. “Emma, I want to have a baby. It’s been a few years since we got married, and I really want to have a baby.”
I let out a sigh and smiled so big. “I do, too, Garrett. I’ve been trying to figure out a way to tell you, but I was so scared that you weren’t ready, and well…maybe that is where my behavior came from today. I don’t know.”
Garrett smiled. “A woman has the right to have her moods, just like a man does. Let’s not ever let it go that far again though, okay, Em? I never want to see that look on your face again—ever.”
I leaned in and sucked his bottom lip into my mouth. I gently bit down on it, and he let out a moan.
I let it go and said, “I promise. Never again.”
He gently pushed me onto my back and crawled onto me as he smiled. “I think we should start practicing for that baby.”
I let out a giggle and nodded my head quickly. “I like that plan.”
I let out a sigh when he slipped inside me and began moving oh-so slowly. I was quickly swept away by his lovemaking. Deep in my heart, I knew that we were making something amazing.
As I closed my eyes and snuggled up against my husband, I whispered, “Garrett, you should probably start looking for that charm.”
October 1965
I paced back and forth in the waiting room.
“Garrett, please stop pacing,” Margie said.
I looked at my best friend and his wife sitting there, smiling at me. I couldn’t help but smile when I glanced down and saw Billy’s hand on Margie’s swollen stomach. They were expecting their third child in a few weeks.
I let out a sigh and sat down. “I don’t understand. They said they would let me in the delivery room with her, and no one is telling me a thing. I’m about to punch a hole in the damn wall if they don’t let me see my wife.”
Billy laughed. “Garrett, with our first two, I wasn’t allowed in until after Margie gave birth, so just take some deep breaths. The nurse will let you know. Y’all just got here thirty minutes ago.”
I nodded my head and then dropped it down into my hands as I tried to calm down.