He was disappointed that she’d decided to continue being irresponsible. And he was disappointed that he’d been right that she would.Cathie called him as soon as Amity got in, but he let Amity be for the remainder of the day, knowing her dread of what was to come would be far worse—and more effective—than any words he could say to her. His wayward young admin was currently cooling her heels in the conference room, waiting until he finished up with Mrs. Becker, who’d come in just before closing with Braxton-Hicks for the third time in a week.Satisfied she wasn’t going into actual labor, he sent Mrs. Becker up front to check out with Cathie, then made his way down the hall, shutting off most of the lights in the exam area and going over what he might say, what he thought Amity might say.And trying to not think about the choice he wanted her to make.He walked in, finding Amity standing on the far side of the table. She’d chosen a white knit top that flattered her figure, a smooth gray skirt that tightened a little at the sweeping arc of her hips.
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