“I’m aware.”
“Of course.I’ll see you at about ten.”I flashed him a grateful smile before turning to leave his office, Pete in tow.As I reached for the doorknob, his deep voice stopped me in my tracks.
“Olivia.”
I pivoted to face him, my heart stuttering at the commanding tone.Carter leaned back in his leather chair, eyes locking onto mine with an inscrutable intensity.A few strands of dark hair fell over his furrowed brow as he studied me.My stomach flipped.
“What will you do with Pete in the morning?”
“Oh, he'll probably just stay home for the day.”
Carter's chiseled jaw tightened.“Drop him here before your appointment.”
I blinked, stunned.“Really?That would be great.He'd love that.”
Carter gave a curt nod and his expression softened fractionally.“Have a good night, Olivia.”
“You too, Carter.”
Out in the hallway, I released a long breath.Carter Cassidy certainly knew how to keep a girl on her toes.
* * *
“Olivia?”
”That’s me!”I jumped out of my seat and hurried toward the nurse waiting at the open door.
“My name is Brenda.How are you today?”
“Oh, me?I’m great.Fantastic.Excited.Are people normally excited to be at the gynecologist?”
Brenda chortled as she led me through a maze of corridors.“Not most people.And from the looks of your chart, I wouldn’t expect you to be overly excited to be here either.”
“I just want to feel better, Brenda.I’m hoping Dr.March can help.”
“If she can’t, she’ll find someone who can.She’s the best.”
“I hope so.”
“And here we are, room six.Have a seat.I’ll take a few vitals before the doctor comes in.”
Brenda moved through her intake routine with well-practiced ease before diving into some preliminary questions.
“How long has the pain been going on?”
“Since my first miscarriage.About a year and a half ago.”
“And it says here you lost two pregnancies since?”
“Yes.”
“I’m so sorry, Olivia.”Brenda leaned forward and patted my knee as tears swam in my eyes.“Okay, I have what I need.Undress from the waist down.There’s a sheet on the table for you.Dr.March will be in momentarily.”
“Thank you, Brenda.”
I followed her instructions, removing my skirt and panties and folding them neatly before placing them on the chair.Then I sat on the exam table and covered myself with the sheet.Legs crossed, I bounced my foot anxiously.When I finally heard a knock on the door, I hitched on my bravest smile to greet Dr.March as she entered the exam room.
“Hi, Olivia.It’s great to meet you.Carter said such wonderful things about you.”
