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I didn’t know what to do.

The thought of looking through sperm donor applications… I didn’t think I could do it. It all felt like a moot point. I practically had a family already with Zoe and King. I loved that little girl more than anything. Wasn’t she enough?

I groaned and rested my forehead against my steering wheel. I had to make a decision. My appointment was due to start in twenty minutes, and I was supposed to be there early to fill out the patient questionnaire.

This was stupid.

It was only a consultation. At the very least, I’d get some answers to questions I hadn’t even thought to ask when I’d been in the hospital. I’d been so shellshocked. I couldn’t even remember half of what the doctor had told me when I’d been discharged. And then during my follow up appointment I’d been so numb. I hadn’t even bothered to ask any questions; it’d all felt so pointless then. I was going through a divorce, who cared what my fertility options were?

But now… Now I was involved with an amazing man who’d proved his genes were amazing. I would love to maybe one day give Zoe a sibling to torture. If that was even possible. But that meant marriage, and I wasn’t sure I was ready for that, and who knew about King.

I was wasting time trying to talk myself out of the appointment.

I didn’t have to commit to anything at this point.

Resolved, I grabbed my purse and headed for the clinic.

Breaking news from The Babbler

Kingston Grier’s Nanny Visits OBGYN Office

Is Captain America going to be a daddy again?

Exclusive Photos

Kingston Grier’snanny,Briar St. Clair,has been spotted leaving the Golden Health Women’s Group office in Glendale, CA. The office’s website states: “Our patients who are bringing babies into the world deliver at the Saint Mathew’s Health Center, which is known for its private suites and superior care to new mothers.” All staff on site are practicing obstetricians/gynecologists with one endocrinologist who deals with infertility. Pretty suspicious, amirite?

And as more than one astute observer has noted, Briar appears to be hiding something behind her oversized hoodie and baggy joggers. Is there a baby bump behind all that bulky material? Judge for yourself in the photos below.

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Are congratulations due to the happy couple?

Stay tuned…

Chapter Twenty-Three

King

The last thing I expected when I arrived at my trailer for my break was to see my publicist sitting on the metal steps waiting for me.

“Did I forget an appointment?” I called over to her.

Jayne stood, brushing at her skirt with a stoic expression I’d only seen on her face a few times before. The last time being when Ariel died.

My blood froze. “Is Zoe okay?”

“Zoe’s fine,” Adam answered next to me. “I told you I just got off the phone with Mak. He, Zoe, and your mother are on their way to the lot for your lunch break. They hit a bit of traffic but should be here momentarily.” Adam’s tone said he’d already told me all this before.

But I didn’t take my eyes off Jayne. She was like the grim reaper of bad news. Ariel’s parents’ demands. Ariel’s death. My mom’s betrayal. I’d learned about all of them through her. And judging by her expression, she had equally bad news for me today.

I felt numb as I crossed the asphalt toward her then waited for Adam to unlock my trailer. Jayne rested a hand on my shoulder but didn’t say anything.

She didn’t need to. I knew it was bad.

I strode into my trailer and stood in the middle of the living area, waiting for Jayne to unload whatever was going on. And I didn’t have to wait long.

“The Babblerhas pictures of your nanny visiting a women’s clinic. There’s speculation online that she has a baby bump, and you’re going to be a daddy again.”

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