Chapter Fourteen “Are you sure you’re okay?” Diana hovered, pressing her hand to Jed’s forehead as he sat on the edge of their bed. “I’m fine, Diana. Don’t start fretting. I’m just tired.” Jed started to unbutton his shirt when Diana swatted his hands away and unbuttoned it for him. “I’m entitled to worry, and until you’re one hundred percent, I will keep worrying that you don’t overdo it.” She slid his plaid shirt off his broad shoulders, which had paled from the time he spent in the hospital. “You haven’t said much about the money, Jed. I didn’t expect that from you.” His deep brown eyes held a mystery that seemed more pronounced. Something was different as he looked up at Diana. “I can get you and Danny everything you need.” He covered his hand over the softness of her stomach. “And

