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“Don’t be late,” he says, and in the next moment, he’s out of the car and striding to the entrance of his apartment building.
I only realize that my mouth is wide open when he disappears inside. What the—? Bastard, I mutter under my breath. What the heck is wrong with him, blowing warm and then cold?
Men! They’re just impossible. It’s a good thing I’m not romantically interested in him.
I’m still stewing when I get home. I take a shower while I debate whether to shadow Alec or not. I quickly realize that I don’t really have a choice. I don’t know any other doctors, and to do it formally will take time, one thing I don’t have.
A tug of war between my pride and my need to fix my chapters wages in my head. My book wins, and that makes me feel good. Nothing has changed, not even meeting Alec. My priority is my career, and the fact that I’ve chosen to shadow Alec despite his coldness means that I’m putting my career first.
I feel purposeful and focused when I go to bed. I ignore the voice in my head telling me there’s something special between Alec and me. He’s just my baby’s sperm donor. Nothing else. No matter how handsome, sexy, and appealing he is. I groan and bury my face in the bedsheets.
The night is long and full of nightmares, and I’m glad when morning comes around. Apprehension fills me at the thought of the day ahead. Will Alec be as cold as he was last night? I shrug off my worries and trudge to the kitchen. He can behave as he wants as long as he gives me access to observe the workings of a hospital.
After a sumptuous breakfast of omelet, toast, and coffee, I get ready for the day. I pick a yellow dress that molds my body perfectly. It’s decent but sexy, and it’s the first time that I’m wearing it. I bought it last year, but I’ve never worn it because it turned out to be a little too big. I’m glad that it fits now. I won’t lie to myself that I’m not dressing with Alec in mind. A perverted side of me wants him to see what he missed last night.
I apply a new shade of colored lip gloss, and when I check out my reflection in the mirror, I’m pleased with my look. I have a glow that I did not have before. It’s got something to do with being pregnant, as I’ve seen other pregnant women with the same glow. I leave the house at half-past seven, giving myself a lot of time in case there’s traffic.
The roads are clear, and I get to the clinic at fifteen minutes to eight. I see Alec’s car in the parking lot, and a thrill shoots through me.Idiot, I chastise myself.
Instead of hanging around in his office, I head to the hospital restaurant and order a cup of tea. The coffee I drank at home has left my stomach feeling queasy.
“Hello, I thought it might be you,” a familiar voice says from my side.
I turn around and smile at Alec’s brother, Dylan. “Hi.”
He turns a chair around and plops down on it. “What are you doing here?”
Like Alec, Dylan has blue eyes, but his are a deeper shade of blue and warmer. Unlike Alec, Dylan oozes friendliness and warmth. I’m guessing the ladies must love him. It makes me wonder why he doesn’t have a permanent woman. Alec mentioned that none of his brothers are married or in a long-term relationship. What is wrong with the Anderson brothers? Maybe it’s their mother who puts off potential wives.
“I came to shadow Alec,” I say and explain to him my interest in seeing a hospital’s workings for research purposes.
“Sounds interesting. If you like, you can shadow me too,” he says.
My heart races. “Really? That would be so awesome, thanks!” Dylan’s offer means that I won’t have to ask Alec for any more favors.
“You’re welcome,” he says with a smile that must have weakened many a woman’s legs. His features grow solemn. “Alec told me what happened with my parents, and I want to apologize on behalf of the family. We’re really not like that, and I want to believe it’s their excitement over a grandchild that made them behave so badly.”
Unexpected tears spring to my eyes, and I busy myself fishing out my phone from my purse to hide them. These days, kindness does this to me. It makes me emotional, and it’s embarrassing.
“Thank you,” I tell Dylan when I trust myself to speak again. “I’m over it.”
“Good,” he says and stands up. “Let me know when you want to start, okay?”
“I will. Thanks again.”
He waves and heads to the counter. Meeting Dylan has greatly improved my mood, and by the time I make my way to Alec’s office, I’m pumped for the day. His secretary smiles at me and invites me to sit down. While I wait, I remove my notepad and pen from my purse.
“Please go in,” she says, returning from the inner office.
“Thank you.” My calmness disappears now that I’m about to come face to face with Alec. My palms are wet with sweat, and I take one last inhale before going in.
Alec’s eyes are glued to his computer screen, and he doesn’t look up when I enter and shut the door behind me.
“Hi,” I say, moving deeper into the office.
“Hi,” he says and throws me a glance. His gaze betrays his nonchalant attitude when it ripples down my body. I’m glad I wore this dress. “Have a seat while I finish up here.”
I sit down and slip my phone from my purse. I busy myself checking my email, or rather pretending to, because all along, I’m super aware of every movement that Alec makes. The air in the office is full of his scent, and it’s doing things to my brain, like making me want to rake my fingers through his hair.
