Baby Be Mine(Spinsters & Casanovas Series Book 1)(105)

Thank heavens! She could now rest in peace. She didn’t know whether she could handle looking at Hunter any longer. The more he stayed with her, the more she was reminded of Anton that night. It just wasn’t right. And then there was Anton. He acted like he didn’t know her at all. Which she admitted hurt her a little. She really must talk to him and get it straight, out in the open.

And when would they call her up? She was so tired. She just wanted to go to sleep.

Just then Fern returned from getting her coffee, which made Clarice want to gag even more.

“Fern is sorry. Fern didn’t mean to make Clarice sick again. Fern will throw this away.” Fern apologized and threw her cup of coffee into the trash bin.

All Clarice could do was shake her head.

“I’m sorry. I’m not sure what’s wrong with me,” Clarice replied weakly. “I’m sorry about your coffee too.”

“It’s nothing.” Fern smiled to reassure her new friend. “Fern can always get another one later.” Then she looked around the waiting room. “Where is Hunter?”

“I don’t know,” Clarice answered, closing her eyes again. “He just disappeared.”

“Hunter seems to be quite attached to you, is he not?” Fern asked, still smiling.

Clarice didn’t know how to answer. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Fern.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Fern shoved aside the subject.

She had a niggling suspicion that Hunter must like Clarice. Hunter had never acted like this before. He’d never cared for any woman as much. Clarice was the first. She really hoped Clarice might be the one to tame his wild ways. And if it did happen, she would offer her friend her full support.

“The doctor should call your name soon,” Fern said instead. “Fern is very glad to meet you, Clarice. Fern believes we can be great friends from now on.”

“Mmmm.” Clarice nodded her head in agreement. Being with Fern had a calming effect on her, just like being with Whitney and Elise. Just then, her name was called and she went in, smiling a bit to reassure Fern she would be fine.

After a series of tests, which included the urine test and blood pressure, she was escorted back into the doctor’s office. She really couldn’t wait any longer for the diagnosis.

The flamboyant doctor that greeted her had a grin from ear to ear.

“I just love my job when I have news like this,” he said, practically bouncing in his chair. “My name is Dr. Flint, by the way.”

Clarice couldn’t understand. Surely being sick wasn’t something to be so happy about.

But strangely, he giggled. “Oh, I don’t even know how to say this.” He waved his hands in front of his face to cool his already red cheeks. “I’m so excited and giddy inside. This is my first day here. I don’t even know how to respond to the news.”

“Maybe you should just calm down before telling me, Dr. Flint.” Clarice offered her advice, speaking in a soothing voice just like she would with her patients when they were anxious or excited about their dental treatment. “Just take deep, slow breaths and then tell me.”

“Yes, yes, of course,” Dr. Flint said, calming down a bit, but then he got all flustered again and started flapping his arms about when he thought of the news. “Oh, I can’t help it. I want to tell you straight out, but I don’t know where to begin,” Dr. Flint said, slumping back in his chair in defeat.

“You could start from the beginning,” Clarice offered. “Start with my test results.”