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“Okay.”
The second he walked out of the bathroom, I closed the door and leaned over the toilet, praying I’d vomit so I could feel better. Nothing came up, so I dumped most of my coffee into the sink, washed the sink out to get rid of any evidence, and went downstairs.
“See. I drank it.” I smiled.
I didn’t have a patient until ten o’clock, so I walked over to Georgia’s office when Conner and I arrived at the medical center. She wasn’t in her office, so I went to the kitchen area to see if she was there.
“Good morning.” She smiled as she waited for her coffee to brew.
“Do you have a few minutes?” I asked.
“Yeah. Of course. Is everything okay?”
“Not here.”
“Okay. Let’s go to my office,” she said, grabbing her freshly brewed coffee.
We stepped inside her office, and I shut the door.
“What’s going on?”
“I think I’m pregnant.”
She placed her hand over her mouth and smiled as she stared at me.
“What symptoms are you experiencing?”
“I’ve been really nauseated since last week. It comes and goes in spurts, and I think I’m late.”
“You think?”
“You know I have trouble remembering to take my pills, so I’m all screwed up.” I placed my hand on my forehead.
“Okay. Just relax.” She gripped my shoulders. “I’ll draw your blood right now and send it down to the lab as a stat test.”
“Okay.” I nodded.
“Don’t panic just yet. You could have a bug or something.”
CHAPTER40
Charlotte
About thirty minutes later, Georgia opened my office door and stepped inside.
“You’re pregnant, Charlotte.” She smiled.
Tears filled my eyes as I stared at her.
“You’re not happy?” She gave me a sympathetic look.
“I am. I want kids with Conner. I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon. I’m still healing from the accident and a little worried about my memory issues.”
“You are and will be fine. Trust me. You are not the first woman who has expressed this kind of concern. Conner is going to be over the moon about this. You know how much he loves kids. And he will be a wonderful dad.”
“I know he will be. At least I don’t have to worry about him freaking out in a bad way.” I smiled.
“No.” She laughed. “No, you don’t. According to your HCG numbers, you’re five weeks pregnant. So, I’m scheduling you an appointment for next week, and I want you to start taking these.” She pulled a pill bottle from her coat pocket and handed it to me.
