Chapter 19Seven days after Allison's ordeal—a week she had spent almost entirely in bed under the doctor's strict supervision—she lay asleep late into the morning, following a restless night with little Peter. Rebecca and James had taken Melissa to their house for a few hours, so Wesley had a quiet moment alone with his wife and son. Sadly, Allison was out cold. His son, cradled in the curve of Allison's body, watched him with solemn blue eyes. Wesley couldn't help gathering him up and taking a seat on the rocking chair.
“Now then, my good man,” he said formally, in a murmuring undertone, “your mother has earned this nap, and you and I are going to let her take it. A gentleman always takes care of his lady, and you've been a bit hard on mine lately.”
Peter blinked. He had a knowing expre
