“I’m here! How’s my girl?” Garrett comes swinging into the room, disheveled in his suit. He’s already tearing off the navy suit jacket and pulling his tie loose. We never get to see this side of him. He’s always dressed nicely, but this is a whole other level of Garrett.
“About freaking time! I was not ready for Colin to see my pussy!” Jane snorts out as soon as she sees her man. Said man’s face falls, horrified and so confused as to why Colin would see any part of her bits. Brynleigh chuckles so hard, I fear she might pee her pants. Admittedly, it was pretty dang funny.
“Wow, dude, you dress that nice for work?” I ask. Dr. Reyes grins at my bold question, holding out his hand to introduce himself to Garrett, who’s still trying to get his bearings.
“Har Har, Hollz. You saw me in slacks and a nice shirt for Colin’s wedding. And Mark’s. Oh–and Bryn’s.” His gaze shifts back to Dr. Reyes. “No Dr. Widemann?” he questions, reading his nametag like he’s trying to figure out the pronunciation.
“Mexico. She returns in two days. And I’m Dr. Reyes, rhymes with keys. It’s the English pronunciation. Most people butcher it and say Ray-ez.”
“Ahh, I see. That’s what I would’ve tried too. Okay then. How are my girls?”
“Doing beautifully. Annie, her nurse, said she was at a four when she checked a little bit ago, but from watching her these past few minutes and seeing all the vitals, I’d say we’ll be closing in on six within an hour or two if she stays at the rate she is. Now that you’re present, she’ll probably want to get up and start walking more. She’s been fighting the labor, waiting for you to get here. She’s definitely ready for a hug, it seems.” Dr. Reyes hitches his chin toward an emotional-looking Jane, who’s glaring at her husband like ‘um, hello?’.
“Right, thanks. Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise,” Dr. Reyes says, striding toward the door. He peers over at me with a smirk before disappearing through it. Garrett takes a whole three strides and is enveloped in a death grip by Jane. He kisses her sweetly before bending to greet her belly. It’s touching. Looking at Brynleigh, she hitches her chinthat she agrees we should give them a little time. Brynleigh elbows me on the way out.
Chapter 1
Holly
“Ouch, dang!” I hiss, rubbing at the spot she elbowed relatively hard.
“Oops! Sorry! That was harder than expected.” Brynleigh titters. “Doctor Sexy was soooo checking you out.”
“You call him that in your head too? I’m gonna have to be careful that I don’t say that out loud.”
“Well, that’s one I didn’t expect to hear this early in the morning. Won’t say I’m not flattered.”
Fuck!
Dr. Reyes is typing information in Jane’s chart, I’m assuming.
Brynleigh and I both stop dead in our tracks, looking at one another before bursting into snickers. It’s either that or combust on the spot. He doesn’t look embarrassed that it was obvious that he eyed me with curiosity. I haven’t decided yet ifhis calm confidence is just his demeanor or if it’s cockiness. Most doctors seem to have a smidge of that anyway.
“We’re, uh, just going to go grab a snack down the hall in vending while those two catch up.”
“Great idea. I haven’t had breakfast yet this morning. I’m starving.”
Bryn smiles at me like this is the best development to an already great day, hooking her arm through mine as we take off down the hall. Dr. Sexy strides behind us as he types, stopping only to set his tablet down at the nurses station.
“Linz, I’m taking a quick snack break. Page if you need me. I’ve checked in with all the mommas on the floor already.”
“Sure thing, Dr. Reyes,” I hear her coo as we continue our trek, not stopping for him.
“Oh my gosh!” Brynleigh whisper-shouts to me as we’re walking.
“Shh…”
“So, what is it you both do?”
Brynleigh’s phone chooses that moment to ring. She holds it up to show me Trystan’s face.
“Gotta take this. I’ll catch up in a few. Get me something good.” She eyes me sheepishly, not sorry one bit about leaving me alone with this man. I’m going to punch Trystan in the arm later for his damn timing.
“Suuure,” I draw out, noticing Dr. Sexy still has his eyes on me.
“What were you asking me again, Dr. Reyes?”
