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Rushing over, he carefully sat on the chair and took her hand in his to feel her pulse which was steady.
Breathing a sigh of relief, he put her hand against his jaw and breathed out slowly.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he whispered. “I am so mad at you right now; I would strangle you. I told you to stay put, didn’t I? But you had to have your own way and looked what nearly happened. If I had lost you…?”
He swallowed the lump in his throat. “I would have…” he kissed her palm gently. “I cannot even think about it. Not now. Not ever. You promised me a lifetime and I am holding you to it.”
*****
Three weeks later…
“He’s getting so big.” She whispered as she stared down at her son who was sleeping soundly in his cot.
“How long have you been standing there?” Her husband asked in an indulgent tone.
“Five minutes.” She grinned at his raised brows. “Okay, ten or fifteen.”
“Make that twenty.” Scooping her carefully into his arms, he marched out of the nursery and into their bedroom. He had taken a month away from the office to tend to her and to see that she was fully recovering from the accident that had almost cost her life and his sanity.
“I was thinking.” He sat with her on his lap on the sleep chair they had acquired for when she was feeding Matthew.
“That we should start on our daughter?” She asked teasingly.
He gave her a wry look. “That we should take mother up on her offer and fly to the UK and spend a week or two. She wants to spend some time with her grandson and her sister is declining rapidly, making it difficult for her to travel.”
“Sounds like a wonderful idea.” Her hand cupped his jaw. “I love you Leo. Thanks for giving me what I have been craving all my life.”
Tilting her chin up, he brushed his lips on hers gently. “Thank you for my life.”
The end…