Saving You (Love Wanted In Texas Book 2)(64)
“So. Good.”
I barely had any energy to talk. “Lib, you’re gonna … have to … leave me. Go … find … help and leave me.”
She stared at me as a tear rolled down her cheek. “Lib, if I don’t get help soon—”
“No! Stop talking like that. Stop right now. I can’t leave you alone. You have to stay awake, Luke! You’re going to be fine. We’re going to be fine.”
I SAT WITH my knees pulled up to my chest as I rocked back and forth. Luke was drifting in and out of consciousness. My throat was hoarse from calling out and I was so cold.
Looking up I began crying. “Please, please don’t do this. I beg of you. Please.”
“Libby, darling. It’s so cold out here.”
Turning, I looked to see Mr. and Mrs. Lambert standing there. Jumping up, I went over to them. “W—what are you two doing out here? It’s dark and so cold?”
Mrs. Lambert placed her hand on my cheek. “Are you giving up, Libby?”
I jerked my head back. “No? I just don’t know what to do. I can’t leave him. He keeps trying to sleep and—” I began crying. “I can’t leave him. Please … can you … will you please go get help? Please!”
Mrs. Lambert nodded her head. “Of course, darling.”
Mr. Lambert rested his hand on my shoulder. “Libby, you have to give him hope. He’s giving up.”
“I—I don’t know how to!”
Smiling he looked over at Luke and then back at me. “You do, darling. You do. Tell him your news.”
Luke let out a moan I turned and looked at him. “I need y’all to go and find—” I spun back to talk to Mr. and Mrs. Lambert and they were gone. “Hello? Mr. Lambert? Mrs. Lambert. Wait! Please get help!”
“Libby,” Luke called out in a weak voice. I made my way back over to him. My knee was killing me. I dropped down next to him. He smiled as I put his head in my lap.
“I saw Mr. and Mrs. Lambert. They’re going to get help, baby. Please hold on.”
Luke closed his eyes and opened them. A single tear rolled down his face. “I wanted to get married, have a baby. I had so … many plans.”
I thrashed my head back and forth. “No, don’t you give up, Luke Johnson.”
“I dreamed of us walking along with a little girl. We … we were swinging her as we walked.”
Tears flowed from my face as Mr. Lambert’s words came back to me. “You have to give him hope. Tell him your news.”
“We’re going to, Luke. We’re going to have that little girl.”
He slowly nodded his head. “Libby, no one is going to find us until tomorrow. I can’t wait … that long. I’m so sorry, baby.”
“No, no, no. Luke I need you to listen to me. I had my own surprise for you. I was waiting to tell you at the falls, but then you surprised me when you asked me to marry you.”
Luke eyes opened and looked into my eyes. “Luke, you can’t leave me. You can’t because we’re going to have a baby.”
Luke smiled weakly. “God, I wanted that so bad with you, Libby.”
Placing my hands on his face I looked into his eyes. “Luke, listen to me. Look into my eyes and hear what I’m saying. We’re having a baby. I’m pregnant, Luke. I found out the day before we left for the camping trip. We’re having a baby in about eight months. So you can’t leave me alone. You can’t do this to me. I need you! We need you. The baby and I, we both need you.”
Luke’s face lit up. “A baby? We’re having a baby? How?”
I giggled as my teeth began to chatter. “Well, if you really need me to explain.”
He smiled bigger. “No, I mean I thought you were on the pill?”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I am. I never miss a pill and I take them every day at the same time. I guess your swimmers were bound and determined.”
The color in Luke’s face instantly looked better. He sat up a little more. “I can’t believe we’re having a baby. Your dad is going to break my other leg.”
I laughed as I pressed my lips against Luke’s. He’s back. Thank you, God. Thank you!
I heard voices. Pulling my lips from Luke’s I turned my head to listen. “Over here! I see them, Luke! Help’s coming!”
Carefully moving Luke’s head from my lap, I jumped up. I started yelling out, “Here! Please help us! Over here!”
Two men came running up. They were both dressed in state park uniforms. I couldn’t really see what they looked like since it was so dark out. They stopped and looked at me, but I pointed to Luke. “Please, he broke his leg and hit his head. He’s lost a lot of blood. We need to get him out right away.”
The one guy was carrying a medical case and looked back at the other guy. “Tell them we need StarFlight, stat!”
MY HEAD WAS resting on Luke’s bed. I had only left his side twice—when the nurses forced me to get my knee cleaned up and when they had brought him into surgery for his leg. My knee had been cut but not enough for stitches. It was for sure banged up pretty good, but thankfully nothing was broken.
The sound of Luke breathing calmed me. They had brought him back from the recovery room about an hour ago. His surgery on his leg went well, but the doctor said he would be weak from all the blood he lost.