Page 52 of Silver Hills' Christmas Miracle

Test results? I’d completely forgotten that my father had demanded a full body workup while I was in the hospital. He was just trying to act like he understood everything and I could only imagine the pain that was for such a small hospital.

“Alright, anything I should be worried about?”

“Yes, the medicine the doctor prescribed to manage your ankle pain isn’t suitable for those who are pregnant, so you will need to stop taking it immediately. Doctor Rowan has already written a new prescription for you. Do you want it delivered or will you pick it up?”

I stood there, utterly frozen, as the noise of the dressing room washed over me.

“I–I’m sorry,” I gasped hoarsely, pressing one hand to my collar bone. “Could you, uhm… could you repeat that part about…?”

“The medicine isn’t suitable for those who are pregnant?” Sasha drawled on. “It can cause complications. Nothing serious, given the dosage you’ve taken these past couple of days, but we advise you to stop immediately.”

“Right,” I gasped.

I could feel Rook’s eyes on me, burning two holes into my back.

Pregnant.

I was pregnant? There was no way.

“So, what would you prefer?” Sasha continued. “Delivery or pick up?”

“Uhm… delivery, please,” I choked out. “Thank you.” I hung up quickly as if there were a chance anyone else could overhear what she was saying, then I turned very slowly back to the room.

Mom was moving through the curtain with Hilda and Rook remained seated, watching me intently.

Oh, my God.

I was pregnant. I was pregnant with Rook’s baby.

What thefuck.

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ROOK

My mind was blank.

Never in my life had my mind been this blank, but the sight of Kitty in that dress made everything else screech to a halt. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t even move. I was utterly transfixed. She was stunning, a complete vision in a gorgeous dress, and her boobs looked amazing in that corset.

And her smile. It was so wide and so bright that it lit up the entire room, and I realized at that moment that I was falling in love with her. Maybe I had been from the beginning, but now it was so glaringly clear.

I loved her smile. Her heart. Her determination to do right by this town. Her laugh. Her warmth.

I loved her.

“Is everything okay?” I asked when she hung up the phone and turned back to me. Her smile wavered, and my instinct immediately told me that something was wrong.

“I…” Her voice trembled slightly, and when our eyes met, it felt like something had changed.

My heart beat for her now, and only her.

“I have to change my medication,” Kitty said breathlessly. “Old allergies or something. I just hope it hasn’t affected anything in the long term.”

“Oh.” I nodded. “At least they caught it quickly.”

“Yeah… yeah.”

Kitty still looked uncertain, especially when she began tapping her phone against her palm and rocking back and forth slightly, but all of that faded when her mother stepped through the curtain in a deep emerald dress that swept along the floor like a wave.

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