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against him. Her touch repulsed him. She wasn’t
Amy. She was part of his team and that was all.
    Working now with one of Anderson’s
partners, Liam headed up this section. He worked on his project and they worked
on company projects. He over saw their work, and acted as a manager. She was
supposed to be analyzing soil samples from Russia. She spent most of her time
analyzing him. Liam had already decided that if her reports were as haphazard
as last week or as lacking in progress, she would be terminated.
    “He’d spent most of his life as the
life of the party, never the boss and always the office Casanova. He was
reminding himself of his previous bosses lately and didn’t like himself much.
All of that was for the young. He’d found her, his mate, now he had to find her
again and hang onto her. Sweet Amy.
    ***
    The contractions hit Amy hard and
at once. It was too soon. She had a month left. It was only eight months and it
was not good to be born too soon. Amy sat down and held her belly. “Shh little
one, shh.” It was like a light bulb went off in her brain. She wanted this
child. Until now this had not been something that she’d wanted. She didn’t want
a baby or the changes it would bring but now that it felt as though it were
being threatened, she wanted it. She would do anything to protect it and
anything to save it. He should be here with her. He should see the birth of his
child. Amy had no idea how to contact him. He’d never given her a cell number
or email address. She’d made her choice not to tell him and it was done. There
was no sense panicking now.
    “Krista…” Amy called from the side
of the bed. Her fingers dug into the comforter.
    “Do you need something?” Krista
asked with her mouth full. She had a glass of milk in one hand and an Oreo in
the other. “What’s wrong? You’re sheet white…Oh my God Amy, did you pee?” Amy
looked down at the fluid on the comforter and floor beneath her.
    “It’s time.” Amy relaxed and could
finally stand. The contraction had ended. “I’m like three minutes apart and my
water broke. We need to go. Get dressed quickly.” Amy stood and wrapped her
flannel robe around her tightly then shoved her feet into her blue slippers.
    “It’s not time, you have another
month.”
    “No Krista, now. The baby is coming
now. My water broke, it will be born today.” Krista turned and hurried from the
room. Amy heard her on the phone giving the doctor’s office the information. It
had to be the service because no doctor was in the office this late. Amy picked
up her overnight bag and put it over her shoulder then went to wait by the door
for her sister.
    “Okay, I called the doc, he’ll meet
us there. I have the keys, you have your bag, so let’s rock and roll.” Krista
grinned and smiled at her. “Are you ready mommy?” Amy bit her lip and nodded.
    “Yeah let’s go make a baby.” Amy
said brightening.
    “You did that already.” Krista
laughed as she took the steps quickly. Amy heard her snort and smiled. Her
boots hit the rubber tread and the sound bounced off the walls making it sound
like an army was descending.

Chapter 9
    Three years later
    “Our next speaker is Dr. Amy
Garrett. For those of you who aren’t familiar, Dr. Garret published on….” Amy
tuned him out. Gunnar was a nice man but God could he drone on. Amy looked her
notes over one last time then stood when she heard applause. She didn’t like
speaking publicly but sometimes it was required in her job. She didn’t get sick
or nervous. She simply did not like it. If she wasn’t hunched over a microscope,
her time was spent with Olivia. Krista should be finishing Charlotte’s Web
tonight. Amy was sorry she might miss it but Gunnar had insisted she speak
about her paper.
    Amy scanned the crowd not really
seeing anyone. She read from her notes, touched on a few key points then
concluded. If she hurried, she might make it home in time for Charlotte. A hand
went up and Amy

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