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“Then why the fuck would you want to take her from me?”
I loosen my hold so he can speak. “I have a duty of care to my patients—”
“Your only duty is to do what you’re fuckin’ told.”
I hear the toilet flush, and although I don’t want to, I release him and step back. I don’t want Skye confronted with any violence, not when she’s so vulnerable.
As soon as I step back, the doctor scrambles up, pulling his clothes back into place. “You’re a fucking animal.”
It seems like it cost him a lot to swear at me, but I don’t care. Words are just words, and I stopped being scared of them a long time ago.
“Yeah, you should probably remember that before you push me again.”
The bathroom door opens, and Skye comes out holding the jar, which is now half-full with piss. She must sense the tension in the air as her gaze darts between us. She stays in the doorway, as if she can hide in the bathroom if things explode.
“Everything okay?”
“Fine,” I growl. “Get on with it,” I snap at the doctor, who seems frozen in place.
He shakes himself and reaches for the sample jar, taking it from Skye.
“This shouldn’t take long,” he mumbles, opening his bag and pulling out a small container.
I don’t give a fuck what he’s doing, but his words do have an impact on me. I’m not a completely heartless cunt, and when I look at Skye, I understand his concern. She’s so pale, it’s hard not to be concerned, but that ain’t my doing. If I’d known earlier, I would have brought her here and taken care of her.
“Well, you’re definitely pregnant,” the doctors says. He doesn’t make eye contact with me and, in fact, he tries to avoid being near me as he moves around the room. “There’s nothing suspect in your sample either.”
Skye blows out a breath. “That’s good, right?”
“Yes, it’s good. If it’s okay with you, I’d like to do an ultrasound. At this stage, you’d need a transvaginal one, but I can’t do that here. The equipment is at the hospital.”
Is this joker for real? There is no fucking way he’s taking Skye out of here. “No,” I counter, pissed he would even suggest it considering the conversation we just had.
“It’s the quickest way to check everything is progressing as it should be.”
“I don’t give a fuck. She ain’t goin’ to the hospital. Come up with something else.”
His jaw ticks as he grinds his teeth. “I have a portable device we can try here, but it’s likely it won’t pick anything up. It’s too early in her pregnancy for this kind of scan.”
“Try that,” I order.
“Do you think there’s something wrong with my baby?” Skye’s voice trembles, and I want to punch him for scaring her.
“I’m worried you look underweight and that you’re clearly exhausted.”
“Stop it,” I growl at him.
“She deserves to know what she’s dealing with,” the doctor snaps. “If you want to leave with me—”
I hit him, my fist slamming into his face hard enough to lift him off his feet. He stumbles back, unable to keep his balance, and hits the carpet with a grunt of pain.
I step towards him, intending to beat the snot out of him. I warned him.
“Rage! Stop!”
I kick him in the side, hard enough to bruise. Fucking bastard. Over and over, I kick him until I feel Skye’s hands on me.
I don’t know what happens, but it’s as if all the anger instantly drains out of me. I stumble back, instinctively trying to shield her so she doesn’t get caught up in my frenzied attack.
