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Chapter 167: Not the way I'd hoped it would go
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Diagnosis: Love Chapter 168: And goodbye to you, too
NOAHI watched Alison's car disappear around the bend in my drive. I wanted to smash something, kick a wall-yell at the top of my lungs, maybe. I was furious, frustrated, terrified-and there was a chance I was still in shock. My lips were numb. And dammit, I hadn't been ready for Alison to leave yet. I had hours of questions left. She showed up, dropped a bombshell on my lap, and then scurried away when Juliet came out and scared her off. Juliet. Thinking of her reminded me that there was yet another woman who had a lot of explaining to do . . ."What the hell, Juliet? Alison showed up here, and you lied to her? You told her I wasn't at home? Do you know what a mess you've made?" She backed up to the edge of the porch and gripped the railing behind her. "You didn't want to see anyone. You kept telling me that. And you'd been ignoring her messages, so I figured you'd want me to just get rid of her that day. Showing up here without being invited was kind of ballsy, wasn't it?"
Diagnosis: Love Chapter 169: Tongue lashing
NOAHFor the better part of an hour, I sat in my living room as the sun set and darkness stole quietly over me. My phone was in my lap; I wanted to call Alison, but I also wasn't certain what to say to her. Where did we go from here? Should I offer to marry her? To give her money? Both of those options felt wrong to me, and even though I'd proved time and again that I was clueless when it came to women, I had a hunch that neither offer would be well-received. When my phone finally rang, my heart leaped, and I snatched it up, staring at the screen, willing it to show Alison's name. But I was destined for disappointment because it was Emma calling instead."Hey." My voice cracked a little. "What's up?" "What's up?' She sounded incredulous. "For the love of God, Noah. What the actual fuck? I just talked to Alison. She shows up at your house to tell you that she's pregnant-finally-and you have Juliet there? What was she doing with you? I thought she was out of the picture after she d
Diagnosis: Love Chapter 170: Lonely
ALISONAlison"Hey, Dr. Wakely. Are you feeling okay?" I straightened from where I'd bent over a file drawer. It was only with the greatest of effort that I kept from rolling my eyes as my office manager called out her question.Earlier today, I'd had a brief meeting with my staff and announced my pregnancy. I knew it was time; so far, I'd avoided morning sickness, but the fatigue was definitely real, and I didn't want to have to make up excuses for why I'd be going home right after my last appointment of the day. Plus, of course, there was the fact that before too long, the bump that was beginning to emerge wouldn't be easily hidden under my clothes. To say that they were shocked was an understatement. Mariana, my office manager, Gina, the assistant manager, and Cathy, my new nurse practitioner, weren't quite sure what to say or ask first. I'd forestalled some obvious questions with a blanket statement. "As far as the baby's father-he's no one you know. He's not local. I'd
Diagnosis: Love Chapter 171: Dinner
ALISON "Hi. What are you doing here?" I stuck my head out the crack I'd opened. Noah looked . . . well, the same way he always looked. He was unjustly hot in his faded jeans and flannel shirt. I was torn between a sudden desire to either kick him in the shin for making sexy look so easy or to pull him inside and force myself on his muscled body. But on the other hand, that kind of thing was what had landed me where we were. I needed to pull myself together and act like an adult. A non-lusty, non-horny, responsible mother-to-be adult. Noah was running his hand over his hair as he answered my question. "I thought we should talk. And I thought it might be easier for you on your home turf." He rolled one shoulder. "And before you ask, yes, Emma gave me your address." I peered over his shoulder to the street. "How did you get here? I didn't hear a car in the driveway.""Car service." Noah rested one large forearm against the doorjamb. "I'm not cleared to drive yet. My physical
Diagnosis: Love Chapter 172: Detente
ALISONWe ate in companionable silence until both of our plates were empty. When I started to get up to clear the table, Noah stopped me with a hand to my shoulder. "I got this. Sit." He picked up both of our plates and carried them to the sink to rinse them off before sliding them into the dishwasher. "Hey, I know you said you don't love sweets right now, but I did bring over a little dessert if you want to check out the smaller box." I reached for it and took a peek inside. "Oh, my God. Cannoli. I love these." "Think you can eat one, or doesn't it sound good right now?" I considered. "They smell good. Maybe just a taste . . ." I lifted one to my mouth and crunched down on it. "Oh, sweet baby Jesus. This is so good." I demolished it and was licking my fingers before Noah even made it back to the table. "I guess some sweet things are still appealing." "I see that." Noah glanced from the box to me and back again. "Are you still hungry? Do you want the other one, too?" I hes
Diagnosis: Love Chapter 173: Lunch
NOAH"Thanks for meeting me today, Juliet." I stood up as she approached my table in the quiet little restaurant. "I appreciate it." She stepped just close enough for me to take her hand and offered me her cheek. "Well, I always enjoy a good grovel. And the chicken salad in this place is to die for." I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I held her chair and then took my own seat. "I know it's one of your favorite places for lunch.""Yes, it is. Convenient to both the stadium and my house." Unfolding her napkin and smoothing it over her lap, she looked up at me expectantly. "All right. The small talk is over. The groveling can begin right now." I took a moment to sip my ice water. "I'm not here to apologize or-as you say-to grovel. I don't feel as though I have anything to be sorry for. I think I was perfectly within my rights in being angry last week when I found out you'd been lying to me-and lying to Alison, too." She raised one eyebrow. "I told you, I thought I was prote
Diagnosis: Love Chapter 174: Hospital
ALISON"I'm mortified." I covered my face with my hands. "This is so embarrassing." Dr. Pickler, the hospital's obstetrics attending, glanced up from his tablet. "Get used to it. Pregnancy and childbirth are one long exercise in losing your dignity." "Thanks for that word of encouragement." I was grateful for my good sense in having chosen Maggie Corning as my midwife. This guy had no bedside manner whatsoever.Before he could open his mouth and stick his foot in it again, the door to my room flew open, and Noah burst in. "Alison." His face was red, and he was breathing hard, as though he'd been running. "Thank God. They wouldn't tell me where you were, and I had to call Emma to get her to talk to the nurse so I could get in here-" He sucked in one deep breath and let it out. "Are you-how are you? What's going on?" I blinked a few times. "How did you know I was here?" Before he could answer, my brain caught up with what he'd just said. "Oh. Emma called you. I totally forgot t
Diagnosis: Love Chapter 175: Steadfast
ALISONIt didn't surprise me at all that I wasn't moved upstairs to a room on the labor and delivery floor until early evening. Nothing moved fast in a hospital unless someone was coding or racing toward the OR, and that didn't happen as often as some television shows would have us think. It also didn't surprise me that I was left largely alone by the staff in the ER while I was waiting to be moved. There wasn't much they could do for me, and as long as I wasn't complaining, bleeding, or puking, I was the least of their worries. What did surprise me was that Noah never left. He sat with me, periodically soaking the small towel for my head, wringing it out, and replacing it. He didn't fidget or skim social media on his phone. As a matter of fact, he never took out his phone at all. His attention was on me the entire time, and when they finally wheeled me upstairs, he walked alongside me, his hand in mine.I was still getting comfortable in the new room when Maggie arrived. "Lo
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