The Rancher's Blessed Event

Groaning, she tried to lever herself off the frozen ground. Her lungs were on fire and her head whirled like a kaleidoscope.

“I think... I...”

Carefully Cooper eased her onto her back, then cradled her head in the crook of his arm. “Try to breathe a little,” he instructed. “It’ll come back to you.”

Her shocked lungs finally managed to draw in more oxygen. As they did, her scrambled senses began to settle back into place. She glanced at the motley herd of cattle milling around them, then up at Cooper’s face.

“What happened?”

Gently he brushed the tangled blond hair away from her face. “A steer hit you from behind and knocked you down. How do you feel now? Do you think you’re okay? Does anything feel broken?”

Broken? Oh dear Lord, the baby! What had the fall done to it?

What little bit of color that had been returning to Emily’s face instantly vanished. “I don’t know!” she said in a panicked rush.

He frowned “What do you mean, you don’t know? Can’t you tell me whether you’re hurting or not?”

“I’m not hurting.”

He looked relieved. “Then do you want to try to stand up now?”

She shook her head and tears suddenly collected in her eyes. The baby was everything to her. She couldn’t lose it now! “I’m afraid,” she whispered.

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