“There was something about the other doctors I knew weren’t worthy of our time. Is this your husband and baby?” I asked as I picked up the picture again.
“Yes. That is my husband, Conner, and our daughter, Isabella.” A small but concerned smile crossed her face.
“He’s handsome, and she is adorable. Congratulations.”
“Thank you, Freya.”
I set the picture down on her desk. “Dr. Lenox speaks very highly of you, Dr. Kind.”
“Enough for you to trust me?” Her brow arched.
“Perhaps. Shall we?” I smiled as I walked over and took a seat on the couch.