Free Megan's Hero (The Callahans of Texas Book #3): A Novel by Sharon Gillenwater

Pie.” Laughing, she motioned him closer to the bed. “Come see my beautiful baby.”
    When she handed him the first picture, his jaw literally dropped. “Wow. I didn’t know they could take pictures like this.”
    “Dr. Cindy said your sister bought the new 3-D machine.”
    He scratched the back of his neck and wrinkled his face. “I heard about that, but I guess I didn’t pay too much attention when she was prattling on and on about it. Now, I’m impressed.” He stared at the picture. “Her eyes are open.” Wonder filled his quiet voice. “What’s she reaching for?”
    Megan shrugged and laughed. “Only she knows. The doctor said she’s practicing grasping things so she can hold my finger when she’s born.”
    Will’s face softened into a sweet smile. “What a cool thought.”
    “They made me two pictures.” Barely holding back a grin, she handed him the other one.
    Will took one look at it and burst out laughing. “Your kid is already sucking her thumb. That’s amazing.” He studied the picture, glanced at her, then back at the picture. “Does she already have hair?”
    “Uh-huh. Brown like mine, according to the doctor.”
    He handed her the photos with a satisfied smile. “Now, aren’t you glad you had the ultrasound done?”
    “Yes. But even happier and relieved that the doctor said she looks fine. A little small but not enough to worry about.”
    “She’ll be petite, like her mama.”
    Megan laughed again. She was so happy she thought she would float down the hall when she got out of bed. “I didn’t think cowboys knew words like petite.”
    “Hey, I’m not just a cowboy. I’m a college grad-u-ate. So I know stuff.”
    “Like petite.”
    “Yes, ma’am. It’s the itty-bitty steak on the menu, so when it applies to a woman, it means a small one. And if I hadn’t figured that out, strolling through the petites department in a clothing store trying to find something for Jenna explained it.”
    Dr. Cindy walked in.
    “Very astute,” Megan said.
    “I thought so. ’Course, it was easy considering my sister is only five-three.” He glanced at the papers in the doctor’s hand. “Do you need to speak to Megan in private?”
    “Only if she wants me to. I have your lab results.” She sent her patient a questioning look.
    “I don’t mind if he stays. He’d probably hunker down outside the door and eavesdrop anyway.”
    “Probably.” The doctor winked at Will and turned her attention back to Megan. “Your blood sugar is fine. So no concern there. You are anemic, however. Not badly, but we need to get more iron in you. Here is the brand I want you to take because it’s easier on your stomach. It’s over the counter. They have it at the pharmacy in Miller’s Grocery. Continue taking your regular prenatal vitamins. You’ve picked a good brand of those.” She handed her a sheet of paper. “Here is some other info about iron, what foods contain it, what to avoid. Get Will to buy you a big steak.”
    Megan couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a steak. Since she’d been able to keep food down, she’d tried to eat hamburger at least a couple of times a week because she knew she needed some red meat. But that was all she could afford.
    “No need to buy one. I’ve got some in the freezer. So do the folks. We’ll feed her good.”
    Dr. Cindy raised an eyebrow. “You’re going out to the ranch?”
    “Just for a few days, until we figure out what to do with my van.”
    The doctor paused, tapping her finger on the bed rail. “Megan, I don’t really know what your situation is, and if I’m sticking my nose where I shouldn’t, I apologize ahead of time. If you don’t have anywhere to go and the Callahans offer you a place to stay, I strongly recommend you take them up on it. You’re going to have a baby in about three months, and you really shouldn’t try to go it all on your own. You need a support group, so to speak, now and after your baby arrives, and the