Free A Bundle of Joy 1: Baby Wanted (BWWM Interracial Romance) by Roxy Wilson

know that I never meant for this to happen. I always only wanted your happiness.
    Even though I will never be able to fix this, I can keep my end of the deal. I messed up and there’s only one way I can make it up to you, so you won’t ever have to see me again if you don’t want to. I am so sorry. So sorry.
    I only meant to love you.
     
    Sean
     
    “No!”
    The envelope fluttered from her hand and she collapsed onto the bed. What did Sean mean about keeping his end of the deal? Heather tried to bring back to memory the day, not so long ago, when she had first told him about wanting to have a baby. He’d told her to give the marriage a year, and then they could file for a divorce, but it had been a while since their marriage was real to her. She wished it was a horrible dream from which she would awake and find Sean right beside her.
    “No!”
    Was it from her lips the scream she heard had escaped?
    The nurse ran into the room and helped Heather lie down, then she plunged a syringe into Heather’s IV and sedated her.
    The note lay on the floor and Heather stared at it, trying hard to remember when it had slipped from her grasp, until her vision blurred and darkness claimed her.

 
     
     
    Chapter Six
     
     
     
    Sean eased himself down on the bench. He hadn’t meant to come here today, but nowhere else had soothed his pain, so he figured, why not? Today was the day he and Heather were supposed to find out the sex of the baby. He’d taken the day off work and had spent it driving around, trying to forget what day it was. His sedan had a mind of its own because he only had a vague idea about how he’d ended up on the little bench at the bed and breakfast where he and Heather had spent their impromptu honeymoon, the place where she’d conceived.
    Without warning, he was catapulted back to that awful night, the night he and Heather had lost their baby. The doctor had asked if Sean needed anything and he declined. There would be no easy way out for him; he deserved to feel every single ounce of pain pounding in his chest with every stroke of his heart. He’d waited until Heather had fallen asleep, before slipping from her room. Despair swirled in his belly. Perhaps the gods conspired against him because his so-called work-related issue was only a subterfuge to get Heather to marry him. There was no bigger idiot in all of humanity.
    His feet had carried him to the window of the nursery, one floor below Heather’s room. He lifted his hand to the glass, wishing he could feel the downy softness of the babies on the other side. Wishing he could feel his own baby’s downy head. His forehead banged against the glass. What a fool he was! He should have known from Heather’s first proposal that this would never work.
    He should have known…
    And he felt like he knew nothing.
    Weeks had passed, and he still felt as if he knew nothing.
    Tyson had been a great help, a friend to lean on. The only time they disagreed was when Tyson remonstrated with him about his determination to follow through with the divorce.
    “Did Heather tell you she wanted a divorce?”
    “No, but—”
    “There’re no buts about it, man. Only a fool would let a woman like her slip through his fingers.”
    “But I’d given her my word that she has one year to—”
    “—The year isn’t up. You still have a few more months to go.”
    “I—” The thickness in Sean’s throat was more pronounced.
    “—Use your head, man.” Tyson scowled. “Don’t go throwing away the best thing, the best woman that has ever happened to you.”
    “I need to give her an out.” Sean paced back and forth, feeling the intensity of Tyson’s glare. “I don’t want her to think she’s obligated to stay with me. Remember, she’s never been enthusiastic about marriage anyway, so I’m probably doing her a favor.”
    “I can’t believe you’re giving up so easily.” Tyson folded his arms across his chest. “What’s wrong with you, man? I think you have