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Andrew and Tempeste Sawyer are like every other newly married couple: they dreamed of building a life together and one day having children. But what if things dont go as planned? Will their infertility problem drive them apart?Excerpt:Tempeste’sMoreAndrew and Tempeste Sawyer are like every other newly married couple: they dreamed of building a life together and one day having children. But what if things dont go as planned? Will their infertility problem drive them apart?Excerpt:Tempeste’s hands shook as she tore open yet another home pregnancy test. A lone tear rolled down her cheek as she carefully placed a few drops of her urine on the indicator stick. Now came the hard part, the waiting.A flicker of hope rose yesterday when she realized her period had not yet begun. Since receiving her monthly visitor, she’d never been late. Ever. This was a good sign, right? Her lips trembled at the thought of not being pregnant. She didn’t know if she could stand the disappointment one more time.She and Drew started trying to get pregnant six months after their wedding day. And boy did they have fun during that time period. Always an inventive lover, Drew went above and beyond to satisfy her needs before he took his pleasure.When she didn’t conceive after the first month, they shrugged it off, believing that next month would be the one. But it wasn’t. And the one after that either. Soon a whole year had passed and no baby.Tempeste tried her best to eat right and take the vitamins her friends suggested to help the process along. But so far nothing had worked. She couldn’t get pregnant.Was there something wrong with her? She kept herself in pretty good shape, exercising at the club nearly every day and watching what she ate. Yeah, maybe she could stand to lose a few pounds, but women much larger than she was got pregnant all the time.And Drew was even more careful with his body. Up at the crack of dawn each morning, he ran at least three miles before heading to work. Then after dinner, he hit the weights.That’s where they met as a matter of fact, in the weight room of their local gym. Drool practically ran down her chin as she watched him hoist the free weights as if they weighed fifty ounces and not fifty pounds. And there were plenty of other women doing the same thing she was, but he picked her.Theirs was a whirlwind romance, with Drew literally sweeping her off her feet. She was joking with him one day in the gym about how he couldn’t lift her above his head. With a sly grin on his face, he stalked toward her and picked her up in his arms as if she weighed next to nothing. At that moment she knew he was the one for her.So here she was again, awaiting the results of another pregnancy test. In the past, she always had Drew by her side when she did, but today she waited until he left for work. She could tell he was really tense for some reason, and she didn’t want to add to his stress.Her breath coming out in little puffs, Tempeste picked up the little stick and said a prayer before looking for the results. Lord, please. But one glance at the negative sign let her know that her prayer had not been answered. No baby again.She slumped to the floor and curled into a ball, her wails mixing with the whine from the bathroom fan. This was not supposed to be happening. Not to her. There had to be a reason.As she wiped away the tears, Tempeste headed for the bedroom and crawled into the bed. Maybe going back to sleep will help her forget her troubles. At least for a little while.