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I was speechless. I’d expected much bigger secrets. “That’s it?”
He nodded but kept his voice low. “I kept specializing because I wasn’t looking for work.”
My sister had been driven while she was in medical school, on a mission to prove she was always the best of the best. I tried to stifle a grin as I tapped his forearm. “Wow, so you were wasting your time.”
He shrugged and said, “Elon’s inspired me, though. He’s started a practice that specializes in women’s health, and he’s taking it national. If I did that, I’d combine business and my specialty, only it would be for heart patients.”
What would it be like to kiss him? I couldn’t quite figure it out beyond knowing it would be sweeter than ice cream. He had options, wasn’t looking for an excuse to do nothing, and he was a great doctor who noticed details about people.
Joshua cried. We both jumped. I quickly said, “That helps people.”
He then said, “My son is calling. Let’s go.”
Right. It was harder to run in heels, but he grabbed my hand. Part of me was happy the baby interrupted, because honestly, I ached to kiss him. Thank goodness the interruption put a stop to that crazy urge.
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While I sat with Cyrus in the playroom, he was trying to get Joshua to laugh. The baby's mouth moved, and cheeks crinkled like he was smiling, and that encouraged more joking.
And for one second it was amazing. Cyrus was dependable, focused on his son, and, as I gazed at his profile, my lips tingled with the urge to kiss him.
We were behaving like we were a family, and my heart stirred. Then Joshua closed his eyes and fell asleep. Cyrus scooped his son up and placed him in the crib.
I beckoned for him to come with me out the door. Once we were outside, he leaned back against the wall, hands in his pockets, and said, “He sleeps so much.”
I giggled and cupped his face. “You’re the doctor, so I'm sure you already know it's common at this age.”
He glanced at the door like he’d rather go back in as he asked, “You’re sure?”
I had the infant monitor in my pocket and gestured for him to join me on the steps. Night was falling, but it wasn’t late yet.
And today had been such a perfect day. I’d never felt so peaceful when I said, “Infants sleep. While babysitting I’ve been getting some reading in, or resting, because he wakes up at odd hours in the night.”
He put his arm around me and walked with me as he said, “I’m glad you’ve been there for him.”
“Me too. He’s sweet,” I said as we mounted the stairs.
My heart thumped, and I glanced up at him, wondering what he thought of me.
If he meant what he said on the beach, then maybe I should kiss him. It would be nice to be wanted.
However, the doorbell rang. Cyrus took his phone out and showed me the screen on his app as he said, “My brother Warren is here.”
This was their parents’ house. I stopped short and said, “I’ll leave you alone.”
He took my hand in his like he wanted me with him, and said, “Don’t. Come on down with me. It'll be fun. You’ll like Warren.”
Liking his family wasn’t supposed to matter. We arrived at the door just when a blond man who was tall and could double for a movie star stepped in. He clapped Cyrus on the back and said, “Here’s the phone you ordered.”
Cyrus had muscles, but he was leaner than Warren, and had that tall, dark and handsome swagger that melted my heart, but then he said, “Thanks. I didn’t know you were bringing it.”
He shrugged and said, “I forgot the keys, so I figured I’d swing by to get them.”
I glanced at the bag and guessed the phone was for me. My heart raced even faster, but I asked, “How did you get here if you forgot your car keys?”
Cyrus waved for us to go to the grand room where we danced earlier.
