Amy Daws

That awkward moment when an ER doctor has to inform you that you're pregnant?with his baby. Three things Lynsey Jones knows about the hot doctor: he's grouchy, an arrogant jerk, and strangely obsessed with pie. Three things Dr. Dick knows: he doesn't talk about his past, he doesn't do relationships, and the crazy girl in the hospital cafeteria who ate a fistful of French silk pie?is annoyingly irresistible. After a chance meetup at a bar and a heated cab ride together, things come to a head and now instead of hating each other, they're horizontal in a bed. Three months later, the weird cafeteria stalker who crept out of Dr. Dick's house like a thief in the night, winds up as his patient in the ER after her Tinder date from hell. Dr. Dick is prepared to keep it cool and professional. That is until her bloodwork reveals that she's pregnant. What really throws him for a loop?is that the surprise baby?is his.

A Surprise Pregnancy Standalone

One Moment Please

Sophia

"I don’t want to talk about it. I just want you to know that it stresses me the fuck out not to have you here. Not to know how you’re feeling every day. To be limited to… fucking hanging out occasionally. I need to know you’re okay."

"Josh," she says my name softly and reaches out to touch me, but I pull away.

"I don’t need psychoanalyzing or empathy or even complete understanding. I just need you to live here."

I swallow the knot in my throat and press my hand to my chest when that familiar ache returns. [...]

She’s watching me, but I can’t bring myself to return her look. I’m too… exposed and stupid. [...]

"Okay," she says softly, her voice barely audible.

"I would have." His eyes lift to mine and pin me with such fierceness that it takes my breath away. "I would have left them for you."

I blink back at him, shock seeping into my marrow. It’s not just overprotectiveness or anger or frustration on his face. Behind his usual fierce shield of armor is total terror.

It's enough to bring tears to my eyes. I pull my hand out of his grasp, desperate to erase that anxiety. I cup his face in my hands, needing him to hear me when I say, "Josh, I’m okay."

He shakes his head as though he can’t hear the words, so I hold him tight and say them again. "Josh, I’m okay."

He closes his eyes for a long moment, and when he opens them, I nearly gasp when their red rims glisten, and his entire body literally shakes in my hands. My heart lurches.

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