Cotton by Wilder L

Author:Wilder, L.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-04-02T16:00:00+00:00

12

Cassidy

One Week later

“It looks like you are about seven weeks pregnant,” Dr. Westin told Henley. “We’ll get a better idea of the actual date after your ultrasound.”

“Seven weeks?” Henley asked nervously. “There was a night… it was a few weeks ago. We were celebrating, and I drank. A lot.”

“It was early in the pregnancy, Henley. It’s fine. Just refrain from all drinking for the rest of the pregnancy.”

“Okay,” she answered, sounding relieved.

“How is your morning sickness?”

“It’s more like all day sickness,” Henley pouted. “But it’s manageable.”

“Let me know if it doesn’t get any better, and I will prescribe something to help. Be sure to take your prenatal vitamins every day, and I’ll schedule your ultrasound for two weeks from today.”

“Okay,” Henley smiled.

Dr. Westin handed Henley a prescription for vitamins, and as she walked toward the door, she said, “Cassidy, I have the room set up next door for you. I’ll let you go get ready while I check your blood work.”

“Okay.” I really didn’t even see the point in getting the damn shot again. It wasn’t like I was going to be sexually active anytime soon. But they did help regulate my cycle, and since I was already there, I decided I might as well do it. I followed Dr. Westin out into the hall, and she motioned for me to go into the room to my left. Once I was inside, I put on the scratchy paper gown and waited for the doctor to come in. It was the first time I’d left my room at the club, other than working at the bar, since I’d returned from Anchorage, and if it weren’t for Henley, I’d still be there. The past week had been hard. I hadn’t heard anything from Cotton since the day I left, and it was killing me. I had no idea how he was doing. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach whenever I thought about the possibility of him never walking again. I desperately wanted to see him, talk to him, and see for myself how he was really doing, but I didn’t have that option. I kept hoping he’d change his mind and at least contact me. But he didn’t, and I was beginning to think he never would.

When we finished up and headed out to the parking lot, we found Clutch and Smokey waiting for us. Just like always, Clutch was there, keeping an eye on us, but this time, he was too leery to ask either of us how it went. They followed us back to the clubhouse, but then left us, so they could go take care of some club business. I had no idea what was going on with the club, and I was getting worried. I was relieved when Guardrail finally called me into Cotton’s office.

“He’s doing better,” he clipped.

“And?” I pushed.

“Cass, he’s going to be there a while. Not sure how long it’s going to take for him to get back home.”

“I see… and he couldn’t tell me this himself?” I snapped.

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