The One Night Stand

Chapter 19

  Trent was waiting for Cat as she stepped out of Steven's car. Cat was bewildered following Steve's kiss. Steven Collins being weird was last thing she needed at the moment. She decided to file that 'situation' in the 'to be sorted later' file and returned Trent's loving embrace. It was obvious he'd missed her, he swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. Suddenly, Cat was exhausted and overwhelmed by all the male attention she was receiving. Trent carried her to the bed and began undressing. She had to stop him, she was overcome with guilt because for the first time in weeks, she didn't want to make love to her husband. Especially not after spending the night with Tom.

  "Trent, I'm sorry, I'm exhausted." She said as she watched his face. "I barely slept last night, Nic had some twenty four hour virus and she was running a fever..."

  "Cat, she may have been infectious, how do you feel?" Trent asked, concerned, feeling her forehead.
 
  "I'm fine, just tired."

  "You do far too much for that woman Cat, and it's okay. I understand, you're supposed to be tired in your first trimester. I'll run you a luke warm bath, have a soak and relax. I'm cooking seafood paella." Cat smiled, obviously he'd been reading the pregnancy book Sam had given her. She kissed him softly.

  "What did I do to deserve such a wonderful man?" She asked looking into his dark eyes.

  "I'm the lucky one." Trent said as he lay his head on Cat's stomach and kissed it.

   She soaked in the lavender scented tepid water and analysed the past two days. She believed Nic when she said she regretted attempting to take her life, and Cat's professional training told her it was highly doubtful she would try anything like that again. She smiled, happy Tom was with her, he would keep an eye on her friend now that he knew she was deeply unhappy.

   She closed her eyes and recalled their final conversation, his face when she asked him to stay away for five years. Close to tears at the thought of her life without Tom Bell in it. Her feelings for the young musician frightened her, she wanted him with an intensity she didn't know she was capable of. Was it love? She wasn't sure. Her feelings for Trent were different, still strong, and she knew she loved him. She still wanted Trent sexually, but the intensity was different.

  Why can't you be happy with one man? Cat asked herself. Her husband was wonderful, he could give her everything she needed, both in the bedroom and in life. He was intelligent, sensitive and caring. Yet Cat felt an emptiness she couldn't explain. She rubbed her stomach, she already loved the child she was carrying, that baby inside her was all she needed. She said a silent prayer of thanks, greatful that she'd conceived.

  She could hear soft jazz music playing downstairs and Trent humming along. The house was quiet and serene, but she couldn't wait for the noise and chaos the child would bring, transforming it from a house to a home, the house needed the baby as much as she did.

  "Dinner's ready my love." Trent stood in the doorway watching her, she hadn't realsied he was there. He'd been watching her rub her stomach deep in thought, he approached his wife with tears of pride in his eyes.

"I can't believe how blessed we are." He said as he rubbed Cat's stomach softly. She smiled lovingly into his eyes. Yes,  Cat loved her husband deeply.

  He held her bathrobe as she climbed out of the tub, yawning. She was totally exhausted and the lavender scented water had acted like a sedative. Trent put his arm around his tired wife and helped her to the dining table. Cat was amazed at her appetite, it had literally doubled over night. She ate her dinner voraciously despite her fatigue.

  "Do you want to go to bed darling?" Trent asked as Cat yawned for the umpteenth time.

  "Not yet, I want to spend some time with you." She answered, looking at her watch. It was only seven thirty and she felt like she needed to spend time with Trent. Being close to her husband took some of her loneliness away. She lay on the sofa while he cleaned up after dinner. By the time Trent joined her, Cat was snoring softly on the sofa. He smiled and carried her to their king sized bed before taking her in his arms and falling sound asleep beside her.