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he motioned to the desk to make his point. "So, Sandy, is all going well? I see her jaundice cleared up nicely."
"Yes, you're so good with her."
"Actually, it's Dr. Walters who takes over after I catch. He's the person who confirmed and treated her jaundice."
"Still, you were the one to point it out first."
She reached out to take the baby from him and blatantly ran her hand down his chest. Once the baby was back in her arms, he took three large steps back. "I have a patient waiting. Was there something you needed?"
"Tammy was having contractions," Sandy motioned to the other woman.
"Yes, Trent, I was hoping you could do that pressure point thing. You know that always works like a charm," she purred, disregarding his request to be addressed as Dr. Carrington.
He reached up, scratching the back of his neck. "I don't have a nurse on hand to help with it."
"Oh, I'll help," Sandy offered, and Trent looked at her with his mouth hanging open, his eyes darting to her face and then the baby in her arms.
"Where did you say Tim was?" he glanced to the door, looking panicked.
"You know, it's time for me to feed the baby." She started undoing the buttons on her shirt.
"She's not fussing, I'm sure she's fine. Like I said, I have a patient."
"How about we wait for you in exam room one?"
"You know, I think it'd be best if I just scheduled you on a regular day. I was worried that their might've been something wrong with the baby, but if you're just having minor contractions…"
"Look at you, being such a sweetheart on your day off. Do you want to be a daddy, Trent? You can be my baby's daddy," the slutty pregnant woman tried to sound sultry and began moving in on him.
Trent was floundering so badly, even I felt sorry for him. I decided to have mercy on him and rescue him from the slut sisters. His discomfort proved this kind of behavior was not something he encouraged. The poor man looked like he was about to run away screaming.
"I thought you'd narrowed down the father of your baby to two men," he said, while his eyes darted around, searching for an escape.
"Oh, I have, but neither are good enough to be a daddy." Pity she didn't think of that beforehand, but then who was I to talk.
"Yes, well, I'm more of a one-woman man myself."
"Oh, I know," she moved closer, and he stepped back again. "I could be a one-man woman for you."
"That's very kind of you, but I'm not really available right now."
"Not available?" Sandy didn't believe him one bit, but I had a feeling he wasn't seeing anyone because of me. "We don't ever see you with anyone, honey. This town is small, you know. You can't fool us."
It was time for me to cut in. "That's because I don't live here, and he's actually my baby daddy. I'm sure you've noticed he's been spending a lot of time in Waco lately, seeing as how you're up on all the small-town doings." I slipped under Trent's arm, and his jaw nearly hit the floor, but he played along, wrapping his arm around me and resting his free hand on my belly. I did my best to ignore how good it felt to be in his arms.
"Who are you?" the tramps snapped in unison.
"Clara Sharp, mother to Trent's children."
"Children?"
I pulled a couple of pictures of Tyler up on my phone. "Yes, doesn't our boy look just like his daddy?"
It was true; I had seen the baby pictures of Trent. I understood why Maylene was so adamant that Tyler was Trent's.
"You have a kid?" the women stepped back, shocked.
When he registered their retreat, he decided to go for it. "Yes, and this is my daughter, Katie. We were just playing with the ultrasound machine."
"You have a kid?" the pregnant tramp said again, still stuck on that fact and was looking at me in disgust.
"Yes, he does, and it looks like you'll have one soon as well."
She scoffed then gripped her belly, bending over. "GODDAMN IT!"
"Contraction? Did it radiate from the back, or was it just a tightening of your belly?" Trent was Dr. Carrington instantly, and I missed his arms more
"Yes, you're so good with her."
"Actually, it's Dr. Walters who takes over after I catch. He's the person who confirmed and treated her jaundice."
"Still, you were the one to point it out first."
She reached out to take the baby from him and blatantly ran her hand down his chest. Once the baby was back in her arms, he took three large steps back. "I have a patient waiting. Was there something you needed?"
"Tammy was having contractions," Sandy motioned to the other woman.
"Yes, Trent, I was hoping you could do that pressure point thing. You know that always works like a charm," she purred, disregarding his request to be addressed as Dr. Carrington.
He reached up, scratching the back of his neck. "I don't have a nurse on hand to help with it."
"Oh, I'll help," Sandy offered, and Trent looked at her with his mouth hanging open, his eyes darting to her face and then the baby in her arms.
"Where did you say Tim was?" he glanced to the door, looking panicked.
"You know, it's time for me to feed the baby." She started undoing the buttons on her shirt.
"She's not fussing, I'm sure she's fine. Like I said, I have a patient."
"How about we wait for you in exam room one?"
"You know, I think it'd be best if I just scheduled you on a regular day. I was worried that their might've been something wrong with the baby, but if you're just having minor contractions…"
"Look at you, being such a sweetheart on your day off. Do you want to be a daddy, Trent? You can be my baby's daddy," the slutty pregnant woman tried to sound sultry and began moving in on him.
Trent was floundering so badly, even I felt sorry for him. I decided to have mercy on him and rescue him from the slut sisters. His discomfort proved this kind of behavior was not something he encouraged. The poor man looked like he was about to run away screaming.
"I thought you'd narrowed down the father of your baby to two men," he said, while his eyes darted around, searching for an escape.
"Oh, I have, but neither are good enough to be a daddy." Pity she didn't think of that beforehand, but then who was I to talk.
"Yes, well, I'm more of a one-woman man myself."
"Oh, I know," she moved closer, and he stepped back again. "I could be a one-man woman for you."
"That's very kind of you, but I'm not really available right now."
"Not available?" Sandy didn't believe him one bit, but I had a feeling he wasn't seeing anyone because of me. "We don't ever see you with anyone, honey. This town is small, you know. You can't fool us."
It was time for me to cut in. "That's because I don't live here, and he's actually my baby daddy. I'm sure you've noticed he's been spending a lot of time in Waco lately, seeing as how you're up on all the small-town doings." I slipped under Trent's arm, and his jaw nearly hit the floor, but he played along, wrapping his arm around me and resting his free hand on my belly. I did my best to ignore how good it felt to be in his arms.
"Who are you?" the tramps snapped in unison.
"Clara Sharp, mother to Trent's children."
"Children?"
I pulled a couple of pictures of Tyler up on my phone. "Yes, doesn't our boy look just like his daddy?"
It was true; I had seen the baby pictures of Trent. I understood why Maylene was so adamant that Tyler was Trent's.
"You have a kid?" the women stepped back, shocked.
When he registered their retreat, he decided to go for it. "Yes, and this is my daughter, Katie. We were just playing with the ultrasound machine."
"You have a kid?" the pregnant tramp said again, still stuck on that fact and was looking at me in disgust.
"Yes, he does, and it looks like you'll have one soon as well."
She scoffed then gripped her belly, bending over. "GODDAMN IT!"
"Contraction? Did it radiate from the back, or was it just a tightening of your belly?" Trent was Dr. Carrington instantly, and I missed his arms more
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