Amedeo, Her Italian Billionaire(36)
Before she could fully make a decision, Amedeo was in the doorway. He’d pulled on boxer shorts. His hair was in disarray and he looked sexy that way.
“Is everything okay?” he said.
“I have a little bit of blood coming out.”
“Is that bad?”
“I don’t know.”
“Then we should call your doctor,” he said.
Of course Amedeo would want to take action. That was the type of man he was. He wouldn’t sit around and wait. He’d do something.
“I have her number in my phone.”
“Wait here. I’ll get it, honey.”
Honey? Where had that come from? He returned minutes later then handed her phone to her. She dialed the number of the doctor’s office. She left a message with the answering service then she hung up. “I guess we have to wait until the doctor calls back.”
“Can I get you anything? Are you warm enough?”
“I’m okay, Amedeo. Thanks.”
“Let me get dressed so I can drive you wherever you have to go.”
He left. Violet had to admit she was beginning to be scared. Ever since she’d heard the heartbeat, she’d been thinking more and more about this child. She wanted him or her. If she’d lost this baby a few days ago, she might have been okay, but now that she knew this was for real, she wanted to bring it to term.
Amedeo came back. “No call?”
“No one’s called me back. It’s only been five minutes.”
“Let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”
“We’re taking you to the hospital. If they call back while we are on the way we can go somewhere else.”
“Let me get come clothes on.”
“You’re in pajamas. You don’t need anything else. Come on.”
She frowned down at what she wore. This wouldn’t do. “At least let me get some sweatpants on.”
“Fine. I’ll help you.”
She bristled. “I’m not disabled. I can put on my own pants.”
He frowned, but let her go. She changed out of pajama bottoms and into sweatpants. She felt a little better. Amedeo took her arm.
“I can walk, Amedeo.”
“Then walk. Don’t dawdle.”
“I’m not. Stop yelling at me.”
He took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I’m worried.”
“I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
Why was she reassuring him? Didn’t matter. He closed the door after she slid into her seat. She wasn’t in pain. That had to be good. She hadn’t noticed any more bleeding.
Amedeo started the car then pulled out of his driveway as if he were on fire.
“Whatever is going on is not life threatening. You can drive safely.”
“Right, sorry. I’m a little out of my element here.”
“Well, so am I.”
“Of course.”
He reached over and took her hand. She did feel better. He was warm and strong. Someone she could probably depend on. If she were the type to depend on someone. The hospital was only minutes away. Amedeo pulled up to the Emergency Department door. “Let me get you a wheelchair.”
“I can walk, Amedeo. Go park the car. I’ll go in.”
“Tell them I’m your husband so I can come in the room with you.”
She sighed. “Fine.”
He left her at the door. She walked inside, explained the situation, and then was taken to a room. Amedeo arrived minutes later.
A nurse hurried in. “I need to check if you’re still bleeding.”
She had a glove on her hand. Amedeo held Violet’s hand as the woman examined her. “Looks like the bleeding has stopped. We’re going to do an ultrasound, but first let me listen for the baby’s heartbeat.”
“Okay,” Violet said.
Sounded good that the bleeding has stopped. Violet didn’t feel uncomfortable anymore.
The nurse put the device on Violet’s stomach. She heard a beautiful sound. When she looked up at Amedeo, he had a big grin on his face. “That’s our child.”
She nodded, her throat choked with emotion. He really did want this child. No matter what Tory had said to her, Amedeo was all in. The nurse did an ultrasound. The baby was still there.
“I think it might have been stress-related. I suggest that you rest for a day, but let’s see what the doctor says.”
The doctor came in and examined Violet. He pulled off his gloves. “The baby is fine. I saw the ultrasound. I recommend a day at least of bed rest and take it easy after that. You can go to work in a few days, but make sure you rest if you feel any discomfort.”
“Okay.”
“She’ll rest, Doc.”
Amedeo shook the man’s hand before he left. The nurse came in with instructions then Amedeo whisked her back to the car. “You take the next two days off and then we’ll see how you’re doing.”