Page 56 of Doctor Everything


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Now in the car outside Liam’s, I covered my stomach with a hand. “Don’t be a fussy baby, please.”

Or fussybabies?

No way. I was only having one child.

One child is a lot.

Liam’s voice echoed in my head. I sighed heavily.

I needed to tell the man at some point. Let him know that our child—please, let it only be one—would be born soon.

Not too soon. It was likely at least eight months away.

I looked at my dashboard. Two minutes to seven.

Why was I out here stalling? I’d looked forward to seeing Liam all day. Now, a shaky feeling pooled in my belly.

Like a teenage girl having her first crush.

My face flushed and I pushed myself out of the car, shut the door, and locked it.

I wasn’t crushing on Liam. I was getting to know him for the sake of our child.

Refusing to think more about that, I climbed up the steps and knocked. A few seconds passed before the door opened.

I gulped back the sigh that rose in my chest. Liam was dressed in a blue button-down shirt that molded to his frame. It flowed into dark blue dress pants and black dress shoes.

My eyes flicked back to his face, making a quick note of the buttons opened at his throat.

That shaky feeling turned into full-on butterflies.

I said the first thing that came to mind. “Are we going out?”

Please don’t say yes.

Compared to his business apparel, I’d thrown on a pair of jeans and a casual top, along with boots.

“No, we’re staying in.” His lip quirked up. “Please, come in.”

I couldn’t help my smile. I walked past him into his beautiful home and waited as he shut the door.

His hand rested on the small of my back, steering me. “How was your day?”

Shivers edged down my spine. A voice as silky and deep as his should be criminal.

I blinked a few times to clear my head. He’d asked me a question.

“Um, it was great. Linea and I cleaned three houses. They were all polished and tidy when we were done.”

“That’s lovely.”

I looked up and our eyes met. His carried an intensity that told me he meant every word spoken.

I swallowed. So what if my job wasn’t glamorous? We didn’t save lives, but what we did made a difference.

But I wasn’t about to bring all that up.

“How was yours?”

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