“Are you the father?” She almost sounds sad, and since I have no qualms about lying, I give her my fake smile.
“Yes, do you want me to sign in?” Her disappointment shows on her pesky face. She’s pretty, with long structured cheekbones, strong curved jawline. Knight considers that an attractive woman.
I consider it flesh and bone. She is bland like most woman are, shallow, and probably a lousy f**k that thinks doggy style, is living on the edge. Not for me.
“Yes, you can sign here.” She hands me the electronic board and I sign myself in as Peter Stiles. Hannah was going to have a hissy fit, but when has she not! Since the woman found out she was pregnant, the world around just made her angry.
“What floor is she on?”
“Miss Bray is on the 6th floor, in the private suite, room 202. Dr. St
