Page 10 of Eleven of a Kind

“We’re doing the test today. I’ll ask Sabrina at the genetics lab over at Cedars if she can put a rush on it. Hopefully, we’ll have the results tomorrow.”

“Sounds good. How is she?”

“If you’re talking about me, I’m fine.” Riley yawned as she walked down the stairs and over to the built-in coffee machine. “How the hell do you work this thing?” she asked, and Simon chuckled.

“Aren’t you a little young to be drinking coffee?” I asked.

“No.” Her brows furrowed.

“I’ll see you later, Gabriel,” Simon said as he walked over to the sliding door.

“Thanks again.” I gave him a nod.

I walked over to the coffee machine and showed her how it worked.

“We have to leave in thirty minutes,” I said.

“Why was Simon here so early?” she asked.

“He told me that your grandparents reported you missing and as a runaway. He gave me their number to call them.”

“Then you better wait until the paternity results come back,” she said.

“That’s what he said.”

“I’ll go get ready.” She took her coffee with her upstairs.

I introduced Riley to my staff when we arrived at the medical center. Everyone was in shock, to say the least. I had a two-hour block in the afternoon between patients, so we headed over to Cedars, where Sabrina in the genetics lab was waiting for us.

“I need these results ASAP,” I said to her. “Is there any way—”

“I’ll run it through now, Dr. Kind.” She smiled. “I’ll call you tomorrow morning with the results.”

“Thanks, Sabrina. I appreciate it.”

“How do you know her?” Riley asked as we walked out of the lab. “Did you sleep with her?”

“What? No!” I furrowed my brows as I raised my voice. “She’s a patient of mine.”

“You don’t need to get all defensive,” she said.

“And you need to stop talking like that.”

“I need a phone,” she said as we climbed into my car.

“I told you that I’d take you after work.”

“And what am I supposed to do until then? It’s boring at your work.”

“You can use the computer in my office,” I said.

When we walked back into my practice, Kelsey told me that my last patient of the day had canceled her appointment.

“Thank God. That means we can leave earlier and go get my phone,” Riley spoke.

“I guess it does.” I sighed.

After seeing my last patient, I took Riley to the store and got her the new iPhone.

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