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Molly
Dani looked as stunned as I felt when she asked, “His baby? Did he say his baby?!?”
“I think so,” I answered as I fell back into the wheelchair.
The nurse began slowly pushing me back toward the curtained area that served as my exam room. “Sorry about that. It’s not usually this crazy around here.”
I could tell by the bewildered way she muttered the words that she had no idea who had been on that gurney. She motioned for a large man in scrubs to come assist her. Once they had me settled comfortably on the bed in my area, they hurried out and the nurse pulled the curtain shut behind her.
Dani whirled on me. “Did Grant Chandler truly just ask you to watch over his baby, or is my mind playing tricks on me?”
“It really happened,” I confirmed in a faraway voice––not quite able to
