Free Honeymoon from Hell V by R.L. Mathewson Page B

much for her except offer a short reprieve after a long
day, but since she’d started showing and the boys had proved
exactly how much of a handful they were going to be, she’d come to
enjoy her baths more and more. Unfortunately the house that they’d
rented in Florida had only one bathtub and it had been a shallow
tub that barely allowed the water to reach above her
hips.
    It also didn’t help that the water had
been hard water that reeked of chlorine, effectively killing her
enjoyment anytime she tried to take a bath. This bathtub however
was absolutely perfect. She wasn’t like her husband’s cousin, Rory,
who was obsessed with baths, but she could definitely see herself
falling in love with baths thanks to this beautiful tub.
    God, this felt good, she thought as
the wet heat wrapped around her and seeped into her bones, erasing
the aches and pains from traveling the last couple days. She really
could fall in love with this bathtub, she decided as she closed her
eyes, sighed, releasing all the stress that had built over the last
few months and just enjoyed herself.
    It was so nice not to have to worry
about Danny, late night calls from the hospital, fighting with
Bradfords for food, or the call that she dreaded, the one where the
doctor called her in so that he could tell her that Danny was never
going to walk again. Just like that all of her worries and fears
were gone, but instead of smiling with relief, all she felt like
doing was crying.
    She pulled her knees up to her chest,
wrapped her arms around her legs, closed her eyes and pressed her
forehead against her knees, releasing a shaky breath as she tried
to remind herself that everything was okay now. They were fine.
Danny was home and as long as he listened to his doctors and
followed through with his physical therapy then he would be fine.
He’d be walking in less than a year, they’d have children and
everything would be fine.
    Just fine, she told herself, wishing
that she could believe it, but she couldn’t. She’d never been this
happy in her life and she was terrified that something was going to
happen and destroy this moment. At any moment, things were going to
go wrong, something would go wrong with the babies, Danny would get
hurt again and her heart would break and this time, there would be
no coming back from that kind of pain.
    So, when she realized that she was
crying, she just let go. She needed this, needed to finally let go
of the pent up terror that something would happen to Danny or their
babies and let go.

Chapter 11
    “ Do something!” he yelled,
terrified out of his fucking mind as he was forced to sit there
while his wife sobbed hysterically in his arms, unable to much more
than shake her head or nod against his chest when they asked her a
question.
    “ Jodi? Sweetie, can you
tell us what’s wrong?” Aidan asked with a kind smile, but Danny
could see it in his eyes that he was just as scared out of his
fucking mind as he was.
    For two hours she’d been sobbing
hysterically and no matter what he said or did, she wouldn’t stop.
If he told her that he loved her, kissed her or told her how
excited he was to be a daddy, she would bury her face against his
chest, sob harder and hold on to him tighter like she was afraid
that if she didn’t he would suddenly disappear.
    He’d tried to calm her down, but
absolutely nothing worked so he’d called his brother, praying that
they weren’t losing the babies. It would kill him to lose their
babies, but it would absolutely destroy him to lose her.
    “ Are you in pain?” Aidan
asked as he rechecked her vitals while Danny sat there, praying
that the answer was no.
    He nearly sagged in relief when she
shook her head against his chest.
    “ Then what’s wrong, Tink?”
he asked softly, praying that she couldn’t tell just how badly
she’d scared him, because-
    “ Mother fucker!” he yelped
with a gasp when the vicious brat grabbed his nipple and twisted
it.
    “ You bastard!” she