Page 94 of Family Bonds: Coy & Angel

“It’s working this time,” he said. “Don’t get snotty over it.”

This was something else she was going to have to get used to. The way money bought all these conveniences and that the Bonds were used to it.

Doctor’s appointments were bumped up and scheduled in two days rather than two weeks.

Helicopter flights to get to those appointments.

She wanted to come alone but realized that’d be too much for her to navigate and agreed that it was best for Coy to be with her.

Nausea had never been a problem before, but the flight over sure tested that. She hoped it was only hormones and would pass.

“Sorry. I’m a little out of sorts right now. How many cars are here for your use?” she asked as she looked around at a wide range of vehicles from SUVs to sports cars to sedans.

“My parents have one here and one on the island. They are on the island now, so their car is over there. They keep another one at the airstrip on the island. Sometimes they take the ferry over, but rarely now.”

She looked at the Mercedes sedan that Coy had pointed to, then he hit a button and the lights flickered and unlocked on a large black SUV next to it. She had no idea what the make was other than it was expensive. When she climbed in she noticed the car seats in the back.

“Is this Drew’s?” she asked.

“It’s a family one for all of us to use. That will mean us too when the time comes if we fly over with the baby. It’s a company vehicle. Bode and Drew do a lot of business in Boston and sometimes come over for a few days and stay at my parents’ house. If we had more time I’d show it to you.”

“Another time,” she said. “We need to get back to the office.”

Her appointment was at seven forty-five this morning. A special accommodation when she found out the office didn’t open until eight thirty.

“We’ve got time,” he said. “Our first appointment is eleven.”

“But this traffic is horrible,” she said.

“I know the back roads to get us there. I could have had Egan just drop us on the top of the hospital.”

“No,” she said, turning to look at his laugh. “That’s overkill.”

“He’s done it before for family members.”

“I’m sure,” she said. “But this isn’t an emergency.”

“That wasn’t either,” he said.

She wanted to see if he was joking, but it didn’t seem it.

Since he was navigating traffic and the wind was blowing hard enough that their vehicle was shaking, she decided to just sit back and let him concentrate, thankful there’d been no snow today.

“I would have never been able to get here on my own,” she said. “I’m glad my doctor is in Plymouth. That was much easier, but the thought of the ferry in bad weather isn’t going to be fun.”

“Nope,” he said. “And we don’t have cars there so if we went via helicopter we’d have to get a taxi or Uber. I don’t like relying on those things.”

“So that is your not-so-subtle hint to switch doctors to Boston?” she asked, lifting her eyebrow.

He turned to look at her. “I’m not going to tell you to do that. Not unless there is a medical reason. You have to feel comfortable with your doctor, I get that. With any luck, you’ll be able to give birth on the island and it won’t be an issue. If you have to come here, we can get here fast.”

It was making her feel better, but not a hundred percent. She just wanted this all taken care of.

“We’ll know more after today.”

He reached his hand over and threaded their fingers together. “We will. I’m right here with you, even though you didn’t want me to come.”

Angel knew the office was going to speculate the fact they were both off this morning, but no one would question it. Her mother had offered to fly in for the appointment when it had originally been scheduled two weeks ago. There was no way she could do it last minute.

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