Chapter 12
I was still daydreaming about Wyatt the next week. Laura interrupted me a few times with a suspicious grin on her face and an accusation that I was keeping something from her.
It was so disappointing to know there was nothing to keep from her.
I grabbed the file from her, and ignored yet another probing look designed to get me to confess to something, and knocked on the door to room three. I let myself in and smiled at Sherry and Roger.
“How are we doing today?”
I knew they were in for her follow-up, and that she wasn’t pregnant. I had to work hard to keep my spirits up during those appointments or they’d destroy me.
“It doesn’t get any easier, does it?” Sherry asked, her green eyes imploring me to give her good news.
I shook my head sadly. “Unfortunately, no. It doesn’t.
