She throbbed between her legs, clenching her thighs together.
“She slept eight hours last night.” Cameron lifted her gaze from her baby to Krissa. “God, it felt good. The twins didn’t sleep through the night ’til they were almost a year old.”
“They’re boys. I hear boys are slower at everything.”
Cameron giggled. “It’s true. Look at them.” Her gaze went to the far end of the family room where the two boys played with plastic building blocks. “They’re three years old and just out of diapers.” She rolled her eyes.
“That’s not bad.”
Cameron grinned. “What do you know about toilet training?”
Ah. Busted. Krissa didn’t want to admit to Cam that she’d been reading all about babies and pregnancy for the last two years. She probably knew more than most mothers.
“And we had sex last night.”
Krissa choked on a laugh. “Cam!”
“What? That’s big news. It was the first time in…God. Months.” She sighed. “You’re supposed to wait six weeks, but after six weeks I was still, don’t touch me!”
“You look great.” And she did. Cam’s shoulder-length blonde hair could use some fresh highlights, and without any makeup her pale lashes and freckles made her look like a teenager. The faded T-shirt and old khaki shorts didn’t exactly do much for her, but hey, she was a mom at home with her kids. She looked beautiful.
Cam laughed. “I look like hell. But I’ve lost the weight. Just wish I had time to shower and put on make-up once in a while. What’s new with you?” Cameron touched a finger to baby Emma’s cheek.
“Um…do you remember Derek’s friend Nate?”
“The big shot photographer?”
Krissa smiled. “Yes. He’s home. He’s staying with us for a while.”
She told Cam about Nate’s eye problems.
“That’s so awful.” Cam’s brows drew together. “I hope he gets better.”
“Me, too. He’s so talented…I think it would kill him if he couldn’t take pictures.”
Cam sighed. “I have to go back to work in a few weeks. Can you believe that?”
“It seems so soon.” Krissa’s eyes fell to the baby and she watched Cam switch breasts.
“I’m still breastfeeding,” Cam said unnecessarily. “How am I supposed to work full time?”
“It can be done.”
Cam sent her another what-the-hell-do-you-know-about-it look.
“So quit.”
“I can’t quit. I’m the alpha earner.”
“Huh?”
Cam laughed humorlessly. “I make way more money than Eric. We can’t afford for me to quit.”
“Would you? If you could?”
“In a heartbeat.” Cam’s gaze returned to her baby’s face. Emma’s eyelids had drifted shut but still she suckled. Cam blinked. “But that’s not going to happen.”
Cam looked like she was going to cry.“Sometimes I wonder why I’m even married to Eric. If he can’t support his family.”
