Reese shook her head. “Jakob told me they can’t as long as it’s your egg and his sperm. You have nothing to worry about; they sign contracts. They want the money; they aren’t going to jeopardize that.”
“I just can’t trust it. I want my baby to be safe. I want to grow my baby, and feel it kick. I want to do it, not some stranger,” she cried.
Reese wrapped her sister in her arms, hugging her tightly. Harper cried long and hard, and Reese never let go. She never would either, not until Harper was ready. When Reese came home from New York, she broke down. Who was there to hold her and wipe her tears away?
Harper.
“I wish there was something I could do to make this better,” Reese whispered. She hated how bad this hurt her sister, but she was coming up blank. Maybe she could help select someone. Piper had helped a lot, but she was busy being a mommy now. Between that and being crazy in love with her husband, Erik, Piper was running low on time. It was time for Reese to step up and help.
Harper pulled back, her eyes watery as she held Reese’s gaze.
“Do you mean that?”
Reese scoffed as she smiled. “Of course I do. I want to help. Piper has done a lot with helping you decide on someone. It’s time for me to step up.”
Harper’s face broke into a smile as she said, “So you’ll have the baby for me?”
Reese was speechless as she blinked dumbly at her sister.
“Whoa, what?”
Harper kept grinning.
“You can have the baby for me. We can pay you good money, Reese. I know you’ll take care of yourself.”
Reese started to shake her head, even though Harper kept talking.
“No way, Harper. I have a business. I can’t get pregnant. No.”
Harper’s smile fell.
“But you said you wanted to help. What are you going to do to help then?”
Reese threw her hands in the air. “I don’t know! Look at pictures of chicks and separate the crackheads from the good folks! Shit, Harper, what the hell?”
Harper shook her head. “You’re my sister, and you are supposed to want to help me.”
“I understand that, and I understand that it is your dream for more kids, but Harper, this is my livelihood, my dreams. I can’t jeopardize that.”
“Women dance through their whole pregnancy all the time,” Harper pointed out.
“I get that, but I’m sorry. I’m not one of those women. I am just starting out, and I can’t chance it.”
Harper looked defeated as she asked, “So it’s a no?”
“Yes, a big no. I’m sorry, Harper. Don’t worry, I’ll help you find someone that is worthy to have your baby. It will all work out. I promise.”
Harper didn’t look convinced, but at least she wasn’t crying when she left. Reese’s mind was still reeling as she moved through her apartment. Was she wrong for saying no? Should she have done it? No. Harper was being a little selfish. Or maybe Reese was being selfish?
Blah, she needed a drink.
Pausing in front of the refrigerator, she decided that a drink was a great idea. Except, a man could buy it for her and then, hopefully, he’d want to come home with her.
Yes, that was a very good idea.
3 months later…
“DIMITRI…”
REESE sat with her hands covering her eyes, a big smile on her face. Dimitri lay in her lap, reaching for her hands.
Dropping her hands, she yelled out, “I see you!”