Page 18 of Baby For The Billionaire Silver Fox

Nicole

“Mr.Appleberry,youaretoo funny,” I teased the nice old man in Room 310. He hadn’t had any visitors, so I stopped in when I could, just to trade a few words and distract him a little.

“Well shoot, I think I’ve told you all the jokes I can remember,” he answered. “I’ll try to come up with a few more you can groan at.”

“I’m hoping you’ll be released before that happens,” I quipped.

He gave me two thumbs up.

“Take your meds, naps, and walks around the floor, and you’ll be out of here before you know it.”

I gave him one last smile as I glanced at the TV before I left the room. “Let me know what Dr. Phil has to say today, okay?”

I finished my rotation and met with the nurse covering my patients for the evening to get her up to speed. Over all, it had been a pretty uneventful day, and I was glad because my brain was full of my own drama.

I was still trying to come to grips with this pregnancy. I just couldn’t figure out what my life would look like, and I didn’t know how to make it work. Babies needed a lot of attention, and I had a full-time job. I also didn’t know if I would make a good parent—if I could give that baby all the love they deserved.

Shit, anyone could have a kid, but that doesn’t mean they deserved to be parents. My parents were an example of that.

I sighed and drove home to Nana’s house. I needed a shower before I went out with Lexi. If only I could wash off the fear enveloping me like a second skin. Yes, fear. I said it. I was scared to death.

I was hoping that talking to Lexi would help. It wasn’t like she could share being pregnant, but she could listen and support me. She was a good listener. Also, maybe she could tie my shoes for me when I was as big as a house and couldn’t see my feet.

“Nana. I’m swinging by Lexi’s, and we’re going out!” I yelled into the kitchen as I came down the stairs with my purse and keys.

“I’m right here. You don’t have to yell,” said Nana from the living room.

“Oh geez, you startled me. I thought you were in the kitchen.”

“Where are you two going? Should I be concerned? I got some money stashed away, so call me if you need bail,” Nana said with a smirk.

“Are you kidding? That’s not how we roll anymore, Nana. We’re adults now,” I answered. “Besides, we would call Matt for bail money, he’s loaded.”

“Good plan,” she said and waved me off, her attention going back to her TV.

I walked across the yard to Lexi and Matt’s. Technically, the modern monster of a house was Matt’s, but he was selling it as soon as the renovations were complete with Nana’s.

I rang the bell and broke out in a loud laugh when Lexi answered the door. She was wearing the exact same flowered blouse as me.

“Too funny,” Lexi said. When we bought these on sale that day, we were okay with the same thing since we weren’t living in each other’s sphere any longer.

“But for now, we are, and that makes me so happy,” I said and hugged her. “Now go change.”

“Why me?”

“Because we’re at your house, so it’s easier, plus you have more clothes than me.”

“I do not have more clothes,” Lexi griped.

“We both know Matt spoils you and buys you anything that catches your eye. I do recall he bought you a boat last year.” I crossed my arms and tapped my foot while I looked at her.

Without another word, she went and changed.

“So, what kind of food are you in the mood for? I’m good with whatever. Should we go for burgers, seafood, or Mexican?” I said once we were in the car.

“Mexican would be great. I could really go for a margarita,” Lexi answered.

We headed down Main Street to a low-slung brick restaurant that looked like it had been there since 1960. I remembered it. They made refried beans how I liked them.

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