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“Ms…” Hunky Doctor bent his head and checked a clipboard that I was guessing had my information sheet, “Robinson. It looks like you’re in a lot of discomfort. Are you sure you want to prolong the pain?”
“No offense.” I don’t care if you’re offended or not. “But I’m not letting you down there. I’ll wait for the female doctor or I’m going to another hospital.” I stared him straight in the eyes, daring him to try and argue with me.
Letting a man undress me, feel up my privates and then send me home with a massive bill was unpalatable, awkward and off-putting.
Medical degree or no, he was still a dude who should have zero access to my nethers. I’d rather pass out from the pain.
His lips twitched as if he could read my thoughts, but apart from that, he didn’t seem to have a reaction to my borderline-insulting speech.
The nurse didn’t bother to hide her disappointment though. I could feel her laser eyes glaring into me.
Fronting through the pain, I turned on my heels and strode for the door only to freeze when the hunk in the lab coat bounded over his desk and jumped in front of me, barring my way.
“What the hell?” I croaked out. Was this doctor insane?
“Ms. Robinson!” The nurse gasped and pointed urgently.
I followed the direction of her gaze and spotted a small circle of blood on the floor where I’d been standing a moment ago. Thick red drops, like a horror-movie twist on Hanzel’s breadcrumbs, followed me.
Splat. One fell in real time, shooting out of my skirt like a squirt gun was stuck up there.
Terror spiking my pulse, I slowly inched my skirt up and glanced at the side of my thigh. Streams of blood lined my brown skin and soaked my panties like Carrie: Vulva Edition.
I flung my gaze to Doctor Kelly, my eyes wide and frantic. “Do something. Do something now.”
Chapter 2
Doctor Kelly did more than ‘something’. He did many things, including sending me for an ultrasound, a blood test and a physical.
It took far too long to complete all the tests, but he’d consoled me with pain relieving medicine. The Saws III reunion in my stomach went on intermission so I hadn’t complained.
Yet.
After the last test, the nurse wheeled me to a room in the maternity department.
My first clue.
Then Doctor Kelly walked in with my results and a flat expression.
My second.
“Is everything good, Doc?”
He cleared his throat and shifted.
Third clue.
I was really slow on the uptake today.
“What’s wrong? Is it serious? Do I have… is it cancer?” My voice was a low, horrified whisper.
“No.”
I sighed in relief.
“You’re having a miscarriage.”
Every bone in my body stiffened. “I’m sorry. What?”
