Wow. Noah was taking it worse than expected. His hand was still on the handle of the fridge and he wasn’t moving. Wasn’t answering her.
‘Noah? Just a few days,’ Tessa repeated.
No response. Maybe he hadn’t heard. ‘I said my mother wants to stay here for a few days when the baby arrives. She’d like to help.’
Still no reaction. He was staring blankly into space. Her mother wasn’t that bad, was she? Tessa waddled over and placed her hand on his arm and he jumped at her touch.
She peered into his eyes. ‘What’s the matter? What can you sense? Is it the same as last week?’
He had been edgy for a while the previous Tuesday, certain that there was someone close by, but he’d said it didn’t feel like any kind of threat. Just to be certain, he had spent the afternoon riding the trails in the state park on his dirt bike, and had found nothing. They’d decided it might have just been a plane flying overhead or maybe a satellite taking pictures of the area, both of which happened occasionally. It hadn’t bothered him for long. This looked more serious.
He turned to look at her, emerald eyes sparkling, and with that smile. The one that always made her breath hitch. ‘Do you have a spare dress I can borrow?’ he asked.