Irresistible Forces - Brenda Jackson [26]
One way to get her mind off Dominic, she decided, would be to call Vanessa and talk to her for a short minute. She had spent time with her sisters while home getting fitted for the bridesmaids’ dresses. It didn’t go unnoticed by her that Cheyenne wasn’t as talkative as she usually was and looked a little on the thin side. Not that her sister’s perfect model figure still didn’t look to die for. Vanessa had picked up on it, too, and had pulled her to the side and asked her if she knew what was wrong with their baby sister. She didn’t have a clue then and didn’t have one now. As far as they knew it couldn’t be man trouble since Cheyenne didn’t have a steady beau.
Crossing the room, Taylor pulled her mobile phone from her purse and clicked on Vanessa’s number. She smiled when Cameron answered. That, she noticed, was becoming a norm. “Hi, Cameron, is Vanessa around?”
“Yes. Hold on.”
Moments later her sister came on the line. “Taylor, are you okay?”
Taylor lifted a brow. Vanessa sounded breathless, like someone who had run a marathon. Or someone who had just finished making love.
“Yes, I’m okay. Sounds like you’re okay, as well,” she couldn’t help but say. She knew if she was there she would see a huge blush on her sister’s face.
Vanessa gave a shaky laugh and said, “Well, yeah, I’m okay. Cameron is here.”
“So I notice. Am I interrupting anything?”
There was a pause and then. “No, I’m fine. Cameron just went into the kitchen. He’s going to do the cooking tonight. I was hoping you would call. How are things going?”
“Fine. I arrived here around eleven o’clock today and Dominic got here around two. We’ve taken a walk on the beach.”
“That’s all?”
She shook her head. Her sister had turned into a regular little miss hot pants since hooking up with Cameron. Vanessa figured just because she spent most of her free time in bed that everyone else should do the same. “Yes, that’s all. We don’t want to rush anything. We have all week.”
“Nothing like getting a head start. The more you do it, the better your chances of getting pregnant, right?”
“Right, but it only takes one good time and according to the doctor I’m all set. I took my temperature early and now’s the time. He said it’s important for me to make love a day or two before I ovulate and then the day of.”
“That sounds so technical. Just roll with the flow.”
Taylor smiled. “Have you heard from Cheyenne?”
“No. Have you?”
“No.”
“Really, Taylor, I’m worried about her. She looked somewhat under the weather when she was here a few weeks ago. I called last night but got her machine. I told her to call me back but so far she hasn’t.”
“Is she out on a photo shoot?”
“No. She talked to Mom last week and told her she had come down with the flu. She was canceling her trip to Ethiopia and remaining at her Jamaican home to get some rest. She probably hasn’t been eating right and her resistance is down. I’m going to try calling her again tonight. I’m really going to give her a good looking-over when she flies in for Marcus’s graduation in a few weeks.”
Taylor nodded. Their cousin Marcus, Chance’s oldest son, would be graduating from high school. The family was excited about his acceptance into Yale University. “Okay. Let me know if you get Cheyenne and she tells you anything. Like you, I think she hasn’t been eating properly.”
“Do you plan on leaving your phone turned on during the time you’re on that island?”
“No, but I will make it a point to check my messages.”
Vanessa laughed. “Do you think Dominic is going to give you the time to do that?”
She knew what Vanessa was insinuating. “I’m going to take the time regardless.”
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