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He blinked up at her and started crying Tess felt a tremor of anxiety Suddenly he didn't look so cute He lookedinti

All at once, the nitude of her responsibility hit Tess like a shot between the eyes She was aout clothes and reading-

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stories and kissing downy cheeks It was everything His tiny, innocent life was in her hands

A vague, formless fear bit into her self-confidence as she made her way back to the bed and crawled under the quilt She sed thickly Nothing in her solitary, isolated life had prepared her to take care of this baby She was a doctor of y, for God's sake, not a caretaker She didn't kno to stop a baby fro, and she had no time to learn The responsibility of Caleb's life was hers Now

She wished to hell he'd come with an instruction book

Tiers that were suddenly shaking and cold "Shh, baby, shh " The words tuain in a hypnotic, tranquil roll

Except that Caleb was not hypnotized or tranquilized His cry strengthened, took on an ear-shattering quality His face turned an unattractive shade of red

Her breasts started to tingle Moisture gushed across the front of her nightgown, daown The wet fabric fell open to reveal her naked breasts

Tess took one look and screamed

Startled by her outburst, Caleb sucked in his breath and stared up at her for a heartbeat Then he squeezed his puffy eyelids shut and let out a banshee wail that set Tess's ears ringing

The door flew open and cracked against the other wall Jack barreled into the room "What is it?" he panted

Too horrified to be embarrassed, Tess pointed sickly at her chest These couldn't be my breasts, she wanted to say They couldn't be anyone's

Jack stared at the Hall-of-Famer set of mammaries "Y-You ready to be wrapped?"

"Wrapped?"