Page 125 of Family Bonds: Coy & Angel

“Dr. Bond,” Abby said when he went into her room. The door was open and there were other staff walking around and could probably hear. He didn’t care he was in with her alone at this point.

“Abby,” he said. “Do you have a problem with Dr. Jansen?”

“What?” Abby said. “No, why? The patients love her.”

“That’s right,” he said. “They do. So do you have a problem with mywife?”

Abby frowned and then her face flushed. “No,” Abby said. “Has she said that I do? I don’t want to cause any problems. I just want to do my job.”

“Then do your job without running your mouth about other people’s lives,” he said.

Her jaw dropped. He’d never talked to her or any staff like that before. Never lost his cool or been that firm.

He’d like to think he was a fair boss but could be professional on top of it.

Maybe he should have put his foot down before.

“Got it,” Abby said and put her head down to finish cleaning her room.

He went to the bathroom quickly and then to their office. He and Angel were normally out of there within ten or fifteen minutes after everyone left now since they had a good routine going.

She looked up from her notes, her face red. “Everything okay?” he asked.

“Yep,” she said and went back to typing her notes.

Sure, it was, but he wasn’t about to call her a liar either.

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LET IT ALL OUT

Angel waited in the car while Coy went in to get their dinner. She’d been dying for pizza and placed the order with cheesy breadsticks.

“It’s packed in there,” he said.

“Good night for takeout,” she said. “Smells good.”

“Got to feed the baby in the belly,” he said.

She forced a smile.

Her skin felt as if it was going to jump off her body and take off on a run down the street.

It was as if everything in her life had to be so complicated and it was never ending.

“He’s hungry,” she said. “Maybe hungrier than his mama.”

“I like the sound of that,” he said. “Mama.”

“I believe your mother is called that by her grandkids already,” she said.

“True,” he said. “Are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been quiet most of the day.”

“Just tired,” she said. “And hungry.”

“You feel fine?”

She wanted to growl. “Other than being pregnant, I feel fine. Are you going to ask me every day?”

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