It didn’t matter that his help had been invaluable, and we’d probably need help again tonight; my stubborn side wouldn’t admit I wanted his help.
When I shot him a warning look, he grinned like it was fucking foreplay.
“Isn’t it up to Jamie?” Mom asked, a picture of innocence.
“He’s fine with it, but Madi has the final say.”
Rather than fight a losing argument with my mother, I said, “We have to go.”
“Say hi to Carol and Alice for me,” Mom said, waving.
“Will do.”
I practically tripped myself in my effort to get out the door.
“Slow down, Red. You don’t want to be the clinic’s first patient.”
When I yanked on the door handle, my hand slipped and slammed back into my chest. I screamed through gritted teeth as I stood in front of the passenger door of Matt’s truck.
Sensing curious eyes watching our departure, I forced myself to wait for Matt to unlock the doors.
Being the over-tired fool I was, I expected him to click the remote so I could open the door.
But no. Matt invaded my personal space when he reached for the door handle. “Good girl,” he purred close to my ear as the door unlocked.
His warm, minty breath caressed my bare neck.
That didn’t just shoot flames straight to my lady bits.
Nope.
I’m not irritated and turned on at the same time.
Nope.
I’m not imagining slapping that stupid, sexy grin off his face while fantasizing about him slapping my ass.
Nothing to see here, folks.
Matt behaved himself as he drove to Grannie’s and let me buy his coffee along with the ones I bought for everyone at the clinic.
We lingered a few extra minutes so I could show Beth and Nina the pictures I’d taken of Richard and Rose throughout the night. They made the appropriate sounds of loving adoration for each one.
At the clinic, Matt parked in his normal spot and took up post on the porch.
Inside, Carol thanked me for the coffee, then said, “You look like hell. Let me know if you want to leave early.”
“Thanks.” I laughed, knowing I only looked slightly better than death warmed over because of quality makeup. “No amount of concealer will hide these bags.”
“Newborns will do that.”
“I’ll see if I can rearrange your schedule so you can cut out a few hours early.”
“Thanks, Alice. Who’s my first guest?”
The morning flew by as I buried myself in my work.One more patient until lunch.
“Madi?” Alice’s voice sent an icy chill down my spine. “I’m so sorry.”
