Page 119 of Family Bonds: Coy & Angel

She turned to look at him, her eyes a little glossy, a bit of mayo in the corner of her mouth as she chewed.

She was gorgeous to him.

He wiped the food off her lip and she smiled. “I know,” she said. “I guess I’m starting to feel that way too.”

“We are in this together, Angel. Partners. Financially means nothing. Our love is equal and that is what matters.”

A tear rolled down her cheek and he caught it with his thumb.

“Thank you for that.”

He kissed her on the forehead. “You’re welcome. But you’re still not folding my clothes.”

She snorted very unladylike and continued to eat.

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LOOK AT OUR CHILD

“I’m not sure which one of us is more excited,” Angel said the next month. They’d just parked and were making their way in for her ultrasound appointment.

They wouldn’t even miss work today because the appointment was scheduled for seven thirty, followed by her appointment at eight that Coy was going to attend.

“I don’t care what the sex is, do you?”

“No,” she said. “I just want the baby to be healthy and everything to look good. You know, no extra ears or toes.”

He laughed. “That would be a plus,” he said. “But if there were extra ears, I hope they are small like yours.”

Things had gotten better since she’d lost her patience with Coy a month ago.

He finally stopped trying to baby her. The one thing he knew she hated yet he fell into that damn trap.

She had talked to Helena one day and felt much better about things.

She knew Coy loved her, but it was very hard to accept having everything done for her and paid for.

Good thing Helena hadn’t told her at that visit that in their family the grandparents bought the nursery furniture.

She’d started to shop for it, asked Coy his opinion, and when she was going to order it on his card so he didn’t throw a fit, had been told she couldn’t.

Her mother told her to just let it go. Coy was right—she knew what she was getting into with him and wasn’t sure why it was bothering her as much as it was.

He held the door open for her, and before they could get to their office, she heard Coy’s name called and turned.

“Hey, Garrett,” he said, moving forward. “On the island working?”

“I’m here for the year,” he said. “It’s been a few months already.” The guy’s eyes landed on hers, her hand on the door to the office. “Congrats on the wedding.”

“Garrett, this is my wife, Angel. Angel, Dr. Garrett Mills. A cousin. First cousin to Ava. Lots of doctors on the Mills’s side of the family.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” she said, shaking his hand.

Garrett’s eyes grinned as he followed her gaze to the office she was going into, but he didn’t say a word.

“I’ll let you get on your way,” Garrett said. “Talk to you soon.”

“See you,” Coy said.

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