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she had a beautiful baby in her arms. Boy or girl , she wondered already. Her family had the propensity to have more girls, but what about Brody’s family? They never had much time for conversations.
    As soon as he entered the room they were in each other’s arms before the door was closed. Naked, hot sweaty sexual interactions that left her gasping whenever their culmination hit. Against the wall, on the floor, on the dining room table, once they didn’t make it past the front door. In the midst of her sickness, desire made her sex warm. Lord Almighty, he even had the power to make her horny while she felt like she was on the good ship nausea. There was a knock on the door and she groaned. Just go awa , she thought miserably and the knock came again. She moved off the couch with a groan and her stomach rolled in objection to the movement.
    She opened the door to reveal Brody standing there holding a large Tupperware bowl and a smaller square one.
    “Well, you look chipper,” Brody teased.
    Marie rolled her eyes and stepped back so he could come in. “You try throwing up everything you’ve had for the past few weeks.”
    “This is why I come bearing gifts,” he replied. He pulled the cover off the large Tupperware bowl and the smell filled the room. “Hot and sour soup with tofu and chives.”
    She wrinkled her nose. “That does not sound pleasant.”
    “My mom said that it’s the fats in meats and all that good stuff that makes you ill.” He put the bowl on the counter and helped her sit at the dining room table. “So I made you something that will turn your frown upside down.”
    “You made this? I didn’t know you could cook,” Marie said. 
    Brody pulled a bowl from one of her overhead cabinets. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, and we’re going to fix that. Now, let’s get you and my boy feeling right.”
    Marie waved him over. “Okay, skip the Sesame Street monologue and give me what you got.”
    Brody chuckled, grabbed a spoon, and put the bowl in front of her. “I already did.”
    She took the first tentative sip and her stomach seemed to say, ahh.
    She looked up at him and smiled. “This is fabulous.”
    “Try a piece of the tofu,” Brody encouraged.
    Marie took a chunk from the bowl apprehensively, sniffed it, and expected it to make her feel sick all over again. Instead, for the first time in weeks, her stomach seemed to settle. She deemed it a miracle and Brody her savior.
    “Oh, I love you so much right now,” she moaned in delight.
    Brody pushed the hair back from her forehead and smiled. “You’ll love me even more when I say no more dry crackers for you and instead you should have homemade gingersnaps with mint. Mom’s secret recipe for all the pregnant women in my hometown in Texas.”
    “I think I love your mom. Can she come live with me?” Marie asked.
    “I wish,” Brody muttered before commanding softly, “Eat your soup first and then you can have a cookie.”
    There was something there, the happiness and light left his eyes for an instant and dark clouds seem to overtake him. Marie sipped her soup silently before saying, “Tell me about your mom and dad.” Brody gave a sarcastic laugh. “Now there’s a story meant for cable.” Marie downed the last spoonful of her soup and picked up the square-covered Tupperware that held the cookies. She reached out her hand to him. “Come on to bed and we’ll get settled and you tell me all about it.” Brody took her hand and followed her. “I don’t think this is a bedtime tale you want to hear.”
    “If you’re going to be in my life and we’re going to give this a go, we have to trust each other,” Marie said firmly. “Now, I’m going to take a shower and then we’re going to bed and there we’ll show each other our baggage and get it right out. Understood, Marine?” Brody grinned. “Ma’am, yes, ma’am.”
    She smiled. “Good, now get down to your skivvies and I’ll meet you in the sack. No