He found her in the bathroom, wearing one of his huge T-shirts, and he caught her softly crying. It had been a very long time since he'd seen her tears, and it knocked the wind out of him. He couldn't bear it. "Here, here," he said, pulling her into his strong embrace. "You're crying." She wiped the tears off her cheeks and looked up at him. "It's nothing," she said. "I got my period again. I didn't want it to come. I wanted to be pregnant." "You weren't even late," he said, for he knew everything about her, about her body. You could set a watch by her. "Not even an hour late," she said, and a big tear spilled over. "Is it a hard one?" he asked tenderly. "No, it's nothing at all. Except, I thought maybe finally…" "Okay, it's time," he said, wiping away the tear. "You should talk to Mel. Maybe to John Stone. See if we should check something out." "I get the impression that could be expensive." "Don't you worry about that," he said. "Never mind money-this is about us being happy. We want a baby. We should do what we have to do. Right?" "John, I'm sorry-" "Why are you sorry? You're not in this alone. Everything is both of us. Right?" "Month after month…" "Well, now we're going to face it and ask for advice. We'll get some help. No more crying." But she dropped her head against his chest and wept anyway, and it tore his heart out. He couldn't stand Paige to be in any kind of pain. He lived for her happiness; she was his world. His life. "Are you crying because you're PMS-y?" he asked. "No. I don't think so." "Cramps? Want me to rub your back?" "No," she said. "I feel fine. Really." He lifted her chin and kissed her deeply. Lovingly. Lustfully. "Want me to make you feel a little better? I know how." "That's okay, John. There's no need." "You don't have to be shy with me. There's no part of your life, your body, that puts me off. I love every bit of you." She sighed deeply. "I should just take a shower and crawl into bed. I'm feeling sorry for myself." He
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