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Chapters (59)
  1. Other Books by Roslyn Sinclair
  2. Dedication
  3. Acknowledgments
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Other Books from Ylva Publishing
  59. About Roslyn Sinclair

Vivian swallowed and nodded.

Jules grabbed her bag and stumbled for the front door.

Well. At least she might have given Vivian something else to think about tonight.

Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Whether Vivian spent the rest of the night thinking about their make-out session, Jules had no idea. Right at the moment, in Dr. Viswanathan’s waiting room, she wasn’t thinking about it herself either.

She’d been prepared for another session of waiting in tense silence. But instead Vivian asked, “What transportation have you arranged for the team going to the Charleston shoot?”

They’d already discussed that a few nights ago, but Jules gamely launched into discussing plane tickets and rental cars and hotel shuttles.

Vivian nodded silently until a nurse came to lead her into the examining room.

“Nervous?” Mary, the receptionist, asked Jules when Vivian was gone.

Jules nodded with a tight smile.

“She seems to be in good shape. Seems like you’re looking after her pretty well. Or somebody is, anyway.”

“No, it’s me,” Jules said, trying to sound casual instead of possessive and worried. “I try to help her do what the doctor says.”

“Well, I think she’s lucky to have you.” Mary lowered her voice to add, “Are she and her husband still getting divorced?”

They better. “I think that’s still the plan.”

“That’s a shame. I’m glad she’s got somebody to be there for her at least.”

At least. Even if it was just a lowly assistant. Jules gritted her teeth. “Yeah.”

The procedures took forever, and she felt like an old woman by the time it was all finished. The nurse emerged and gestured for Jules to follow her.

Vivian was sitting in front of Dr. Viswanathan’s desk again, sipping a glass of water. Her hand didn’t tremble, and her breathing was steady. The look on her face was perfectly calm.

Dr. Viswanathan greeted Jules with a smile. “Shall we begin?”

“Please,” Vivian said.

“As Vivian already knows,” Dr. Viswanathan said to Jules, “everything checks out okay today for both mother and baby. The ultrasound detected no problems. Of course, no test is completely foolproof, but so far everything seems perfectly in order. So I suggest we all relax for a while.”

Jules nodded again and glanced at Vivian, who appeared to be concentrating on her water.

“It’s a girl,” Dr. Viswanathan added.

Jules gasped. “It is?”

“Yes, indeed.” Dr. Viswanathan looked amused for the first time.

Play it cool. Jeez. “Well, that’s…neat.”

Vivian was still refusing to look up from her water. Jules felt another, different, pang of worry. Was Vivian unhappy? Had she wanted a boy?

“It is neat,” Dr. Viswanathan agreed. “Would you like to see the picture?”