Star of His Heart - Brenda Jackson [93]
A few minutes later Ashton and Netherland had left the doctor’s office and were on their way home. Netherland glared over at her husband. “Did you have to scare the wits out of Dr. Gilroy, Ashton?”
He shrugged. “I couldn’t help it. You know how I feel about civilian doctors. The only reason I’m letting you get checked by one is that you wanted a second opinion. Now are you satisfied?”
“Yes. And the only reason I wanted a second opinion by a civilian doctor is that all my life I was treated by military doctors.”
“Military doctors are the best, and Marine Corps doctors are exceptional.”
Netherland shook her head. “Why doesn’t it surprise me that you’d think that?”
“Because it’s the truth. Just ask Sir Drake. They’ve pulled more bullets out of him than he can count.”
Netherland knew she couldn’t ask Sir Drake anything. Last they’d heard, he was working undercover for the CIA, somewhere in Russia. “I talked to Rome and Jada today.”
Ashton smiled. “How are they doing?”
Netherland smiled, thinking of the couple who had gotten married before Rome had to return to California. “Fine. Jada loves California.”
“Glad to hear it. And I understand Rainey is planning to get married and that Clayton is back at work,” Ashton said as he brought the car to a stop at a traffic light. “The next thing on the agenda is names for the babies. Have you thought of any?”
“No, what about you?”
“No, but I have thought of something else.”
“What?”
“That weekend in New Orleans we never did take. How about going away with me for the weekend?”
Netherland smiled. “If I don’t go willingly, will you kidnap me and take me anyway?”
Ashton shook his head, grinning. “That night I was desperate. You can’t blame me for taking such drastic measures. I had to get you off your turf and onto mine. It worked, didn’t it?”
She glanced at her husband with love shining in her eyes. “Yes, it worked. In no time at all I had surrendered, which makes me wonder how the cowboys ever won a battle against the Indians.”
Ashton grinned over at her. “They didn’t. And the same holds true today. That’s why the Washington Redskins usually whip the Dallas Cowboys’ behind big time.”
Netherland shook her head, grinning. “I can’t win with you, can I?”
“No, but I can win with you. You’re the best prize I could ever have, and for the rest of my life, I’m surrendering my heart to you gladly.”
SURRENDER
An Arabesque novel published by Kimani Press April 2009
First published by BET Books, LLC in 2001.
ISBN: 978-1-4268-3098-3
© 2001 by Brenda Streater Jackson
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