Love, Lies & Lust 6: Diamond (G Street Chronicles) by Mz. Robinson

Author:Mz. Robinson [Robinson, Mz.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fiction, love, bookclub, essence, sex, Romance, lies, scandal, Urban, Contemporary Fiction, gstreet, eric jerome dickey, urban books, fast paced, connie briscoe, goodreads, kimberla lawson roby, relationship, drugs, short story, victoria christopher murray, Drama, deceit, African American, michaelbaisden, gstreetessence, maintenance man, Suspense, action, ericjdickey
ISBN: 9781938442155
Amazon: 1938442156
Publisher: G Street Chronicles
Published: 2013-09-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Monday morning, I thought Gator would never leave the house. First, he awakened me with breakfast in bed, followed by a long, hot bath and a full-body massage. I was thankful for the time and the affection he was showing me, but I had one thing on my mind and one thing only: the clinic. Our little weekend getaway had set me back and forced me to cancel my appointment. Of course I enjoyed every minute of my trip, but it was now time for me to get back to the basics.

When he received a phone call and advised me he had to run an errand, it took everything inside me not to do a summersault. As soon as he kissed me goodbye, I became a woman on a mission.

The Alabama Women’s Center was located in the medical district in downtown Huntsville. I was somewhat hesitant and fearful of being seen in the area, but I had to handle my business one way or the other, and going to see my own physician was not an option. I pushed through the glass door with my eyes covered by my sunglasses, then stepped right up to the receptionist’s desk. “I have a 10:00 a.m. consultation,” I said, staring at the pale, portly woman through the Plexiglas.

“Good morning.” She smiled, revealing teeth covered by braces.

“Do I need to sign in?” I asked, dismissing her greeting.

She cut her brown eyes at me and slid me a clipboard full of forms through the slit at the bottom of the plexiglass. “Fill these out and bring them back to me.”

I took the board, then turned on my heels and found an empty chair against the wall. I filled out the questionnaire, only answering certain questions, because as far as I was concerned, my family history was none of their damn business. I walked up to the receptionist and handed the clipboard to her, and she asked me to have a seat in the waiting room until my name was called.

I didn’t have to wait too long, which was a relief. My consultation started with blood work and testing to confirm what I already knew, followed by an ultrasound. Dr. Blige, a pretty redhead with a curvaceous body, informed me that I was approximately four weeks along. After discussing all the alternatives, which included keeping the baby and adoption, she then spoke to me about the emotional repercussions some women experience and the effect that the decision to abort could have on me and my family. I listened quietly, not because I was having second thoughts, but simply because I liked to hear the woman talk. She was intelligent and sexy, so much so that under different circumstances, I might have attempted to take her home to play a little doctor of my own. When she was finished with her spiel, she asked if I had any questions. Since I didn’t, she escorted me to the receptionist, where I finally got to schedule an appointment.

I slipped my sunglasses back on and exited the Women’s Center with my handbag and keys in hand.

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