Page 83 of Family Bonds: Coy & Angel

“How long have you been dating?” Abby asked. “Just a few weeks?”

“A few months,” Coy said.

“So two months?” Emma asked. Emma was a part-time hygienist.

“Closer to three,” Angel said. “I’m not sure of the exact date. I suppose if you have questions you can ask, but I’m not sure how much I’ll answer. You do all know Coy and I have known each other for over ten years, right?”

“No,” Abby said. “I didn’t know that. Why didn’t I know that? How could that be possible? You don’t live on the island and you’re younger than him.”

She lifted her eyebrow at the sharply asked question.

“Angel’s brother is my best friend, Spencer,” he said. “I thought that was common knowledge at this point, but I guess not.”

There were a lot of ohhhs and head nods then.

No one else seemed to have any more questions so Coy ended the meeting.

Angel left to go back to her office and many stayed in the conference room to chat and keep eating. She knew she and Coy would be the topic of conversation and she’d have to get over it.

“That wasn’t so bad,” she said.

“No,” he said. “You worried for nothing.”

“Abby seemed shocked and a bit upset.”

“Oh well,” he said. “Not my problem. It has nothing to do with her and it’s not like she ever had a shot with me.”

“Can you shut the door?” she asked. “I can make a few calls now and not go sit in my car for them.”

He leaned over and shut the door, then locked it so no one came in. She didn’t ask why he did it; it didn’t matter.

She’d looked up a few practices over the weekend and was going to see who she could get into first.

The first place she tried in Boston didn’t have an opening for three weeks, but she took it anyway to get on the schedule.

“Can I go with you?” he asked.

“I don’t think that is wise,” she said. “You’d have to close the practice down that day. I’m sure people would wonder about it.”

He frowned. “Good point. But I am going to want to go with you to some of them.”

Which she knew was why he wanted the doctor on the island so that he could sneak into it if he had to.

“We’ll work it out,” she said. Her next call was to an office in Plymouth and when they told her they had a cancellation this week, she jumped on it. Not that she was looking forward to spending the day on the ferry, but she’d figure it out.

She hung up and looked at him. “Well?” he asked.

“I can get in on Thursday at nine. I don’t know how that works with the ferry schedule.”

“The ferry doesn’t leave until eight, I think,” he said. “You most likely won’t get there on time.”

“Crap,” she said. “I don’t want to call back and cancel it.”

“Don’t,” he said. “Go over Wednesday after work and get a hotel. I wish we had a family house in Plymouth, but we don’t. We’ve got lots of hotels though. Then you’re there and don’t have to rush and can come back when you’re done.”

“Okay,” she said. “I’ll do that. I need to figure this all out anyway.”

“Do you want me to go with you?”

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