Dana POV
Lionel was strangely quiet in the morning. Hunter was courteous as he escorted me to the ultrasound clinic, overly protective, from opening the doors of the car for me to opening the door of the clinic as though I was some sort of helpless female who couldn't do it herself. I gave him a strange look as we entered the waiting room. He spoke quickly to the receptionist as I took a seat and he joined me, rubbing his forehead and an indecipherable look on his face. We had been rather civil to each other, neither of us mentioning the disagreement we had in the early hours of the morning before I went to sleep. Unfortunately, I hadn't slept well, and now I was tired, yawning widely as we waited for my name to be called.
"Dana Grant."
The woman calling my name looked cheerful, wearin
