Page 137 of Range
“And the baby. How’s the baby? Have you told your sisters?”
“I’m having twins,” I breathed into the phone.
“Range, that’s a blessing.”
Rhea was beaming on the other end.
“I’ve been pinching myself since I got the news.”
“Kas–”
“Kason is not the father of my children,” I expressed, finally feeling the urge to rise.
“I have some catching up to do, huh?”
“His name is Josiah. Josiah Blackwood. He’s a client.”
“Range–”
“An irresistible client, I should add.”
“They exist,” my mother chuckled. “Come along and consume you, wholly.”
“He’s one of them. And,” I sighed, “He’s the sweetest.”
“I’m happy for you, baby. I need to lay eyes on you. Make sure you’re okay.”
“That won’t be necessary. I’m fine. Still working nonstop and would hate to feel like I’m not spending the little time we have together.”
“I have enough children there to keep me busy, Range. Have you forgotten you have sisters?”
“I haven’t. But, coming to you sounds better to me. I could use the break.”
“You have work, right?”
“Mm hm. But not for much longer. I’ll be taking a leave of absence soon.”
“Perfect.”
I tossed my legs over the bed.
“I have to go now. I can taste the vomit at the back of my throat.”
Chuckling, my mother replied, “Poor thing. I’ll call you later. Expect the message in a few minutes.”
“Okay.”
“Keep hydrated, Range. Your body will reward you.”
“Noted.”
“I love you, darling.”
“In every lifetime.”
I bolted to the bathroom, leaving my cell on the bed. A chill soared through my body, reminding me that the contractor would be coming to install new flooring this week.
“Urrrggghhh.”
