Page 124 of Family Bonds: Coy & Angel

There was some laughter to that.

“When are you due?” Sarah asked.

“September fifteenth,” she said. And he saw everyone doing the math, not that it was hard to figure out she was pregnant before they got married.

“It’s a boy,” he said. “We found out a few days ago. I guess I can call my mother now and let her know she doesn’t have to sit on this news any longer.”

“Congratulations,” Sarah said, hugging Angel. Most of the staff loved her. At least they showed they did. What was there not to love?

“Now we need to get ready for the patients,” he said. “And we don’t need to be telling them either.”

Not like Abby had when she introduced Angel as Dr. Bond rather than Dr. Jansen.

Angel walked out first and went to their office, him behind.

“That wasn’t horrible,” she said. “But not ideal.”

He wasn’t going to shut their door but walked over and hugged her. “It’s out now. It’s been stressing you and there was no reason for it. Don’t retreat on me.”

“What does that mean?” she asked quietly.

“It means that we can’t change anything that is happening and I wouldn’t. Not everything gets planned all pretty, but it’s sure looking beautiful now. Go with the flow.”

“I guess when you put it that way,” she said, smiling, then leaning back and kissing him.

“You two are just so stinking cute together,” Miranda said. She worked with Angel more than anyone as a dental assistant and the two got along great. “Sorry to interrupt, Angel, but your patient wants to see you first before I even get her in the chair. Not sure why.”

“Going to be one of those days,” she said.

He gave Angel one more kiss and then moved to his first patient also.

An hour later, he was walking out of an exam and heard Abby talking in another room with someone and stopped outside the door.

Angel came out and stopped, then frowned.

“That has to be why they got married. It all makes sense now,” Abby said.

“So what if it does,” Emma said. “Who cares? Does it matter?”

He was happy that at least one of his staff didn’t care about those things.

“That is a good way to land a Bond,” Abby said. “Come on now. And the fast wedding. I wonder which one pushed it. Probably Angel. Her brother would be livid or something.”

“Again,” Emma said. “Not sure it matters or why you care so much.”

He grabbed Angel’s arm to pull her away when he saw her eyes fill with tears.

“I’m going to take care of this.”

“No,” she said. “Don’t. It will only make it worse.”

“It needs to be stopped,” he said. “It’s my practice. It doesn’t matter if it’s me, you, or someone else that she is gossiping about. I want it to end.”

“Don’t do it today,” she said. “Please. I just want to be a better person. She’s jealous. She wanted you and didn’t get you. You know it and I know it. She thinks that is the only way I could get you.”

“We know otherwise,” he said. “Guess you’re being the smart one.”

But by the end of the day, he’d heard the talking some more. Abby almost getting more worked up over it and he’d had enough.

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