"Dr. Hart!" Emma bit her lip. "But I already..."
She’d finally made up her mind. She couldn’t just let a random run-in mess it all up again.
“Divorced? So you're okay taking care of him post-divorce, but still cool having his baby?”
Michael seriously wondered if he had picked the wrong career path. Treating physical issues? Not his thing. Should’ve gone into therapy.
Emma’s face flushed. "Did you even tell him…?"
“Didn’t get the chance. He was wasted." Michael gave a glance to her slightly rounding belly. "Just... take care of yourself. It might get worse past six months..."
“Got it. Thanks, Dr. Hart.”
Looking at Ethan sleeping quietly, Emma let out a long sigh. She walked into the bathroom, came back with a towel and warm water, and knelt to gently clean him up.
