“Yeah,” Abby said. “All the women he’s dated before loved how romantic he was.”

Angel kept her smile in place. She wouldn’t be baited. It was not the first time Abby made little comments like that.

She was Coy’s wife now. No one else.

“If you’ll excuse me,” she said. “I’m going to get ready for my first patient.”

She retrieved her phone and put it in her pocket, then brought it to her office.

“Not so bad,” he said.

“No,” she said. “It wasn’t. But the day is young.”

Things were going well for a few hours and then she snuck into Abby’s room between patients to give a quick exam.

“You said Dr. Bond was coming in,” the woman said in the chair.

“This is Dr. Bond,” Abby said, grinning. “The other Dr. Bond. Coy’s wife.”

That was one way to get it out. It’s not as if she’d addressed this with anyone.

“Hi,” she said. “I’m Dr. Jansen. Yes, I’m Coy’s wife, but as of today, it’s still Jansen.”

“You’re not taking his name?” Abby asked. “You’d be crazy not to.”

She turned to Abby and then her patient. “My medical license says Dr. Jansen on it, so that is who I am. Will I be changing it toBond? I will in the future; however, it’s not as easy of a process as someone who isn’t a licensed practitioner. So for the time being, it’s Dr. Jansen.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” her patient said. She looked at the chart.

“Everything looks good here, Stacy. Did you find any issues, Abby?”

“No,” Abby said.

She always asked the hygienists first, then the patient. “How about you, Stacy? Are you experiencing any pain or discomfort anywhere?”

“Nope,” Stacy said. “Everything is good. I can’t believe Coy got married and I just found out. I know Helena. We are on the same fundraising committees. When did you get married?”

“They got married over the weekend,” Abby answered for her. “The family all flew to the Bahamas for a destination wedding.”

She looked at Abby and held her smile in place. Good to know she had a mouthpiece doing her talking for her.

“That’s so sweet,” Stacy said. “I’m sure the news will travel fast.”

Especially if Abby was announcing it like this. She wondered how many other patients had been told.

She finished the exam and then went back to her other patient.

Twenty minutes later, she was done with her filling and went to fill her water bottle up.

When she passed the conference room she heard voices in there and Abby making some joke about wondering if it was a shotgun wedding.

Angel held the cringe in place.

There were no guns there, but the fact she was pregnant had pushed things into motion more. There was no denying or lying about it.

She moved past quickly and went into her office to get some gum.

“Hey,” Coy said, reaching his hand out.