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hard.
    “If we make love now, it’s not going to change anything. It will make things worse,” he said.
    She pulled away from him. “I wasn’t asking for a lifetime of promises again. I wanted—”
    “Wanted?” He watched her for a response. He knew she didn’t have one. Lord knew he wanted her. He’d always want her—nothing would change that.
    “Maybe I wanted sex. One night of rough and tumble sex. Sex without strings.”
    He swallowed the soft curse. Sex without strings. Damn, she knew how to hit, and hit him hard. “Why, Skylar?”
    “This is the twenty-first century, and a girl like me has needs. We’re still married on paper, so I feel weird having sex with someone else.” She lifted herself off the bed and purposefully left the sheet behind.
    He watched her naked behind as she walked toward her clothes, which she’d discarded by the door. Skye didn’t have a perfect heart-shaped behind, but she did have one that was worth looking at. One worth touching and—
    “Like I was saying…” She turned to him.
    Nick moved his attention to her breasts. This woman wanted to kill him, of that he was sure.
    “What’s a girl who is recently separated going to do? Go to some singles bar and hang out? Not really my thing.” She slipped on her jeans, leaving the top button undone.
    “You don’t drink.” He watched her every move.
    “I know. Work also doesn’t leave too much time for socializing.” She pulled on her bra and wiggled up and down to do up the straps.
    If Nick didn’t know Skye any better, he’d swear she knew exactly how her dressing was affecting him. Between her talk of dating and sex and her wiggling around, she had him panting for her.
    “So all I was going to be was a good lay?” he asked, confused.
    She cocked her head and pursed her lips. “Good? Nah. You, Babe, were always a great lay.”
    “That it then?” What had just taken place? He understood she was upset. He couldn’t figure out why.
    “I live in hope that you’ll stop being a machine and start being human.” With that, she picked up the rest of her things and walked out, leaving Nick to scratch his head and wonder if he’d dreamt the entire thing.
     
    *****
     
    “Could you repeat that? Slowly this time.” Skylar watched the fifth-year resident twitch his nose before pushing up his glasses.
    It has been two days since the incident with Lenny, and this was her first shift back. The resident doctor who’d treated her that night had insisted on speaking to her about the tests he’d taken even though she’d reassured him she was feeling absolutely fine. They were in one of the empty consulting rooms, with Skylar sitting on the bed, her legs dangling off.
    “Congratulations, nurse Delaney. You’re pregnant.” He clicked his pen and placed it in his pocket, giving her another smile.
    “Yeah, that’s what I thought you said, but that’s impossible.” Or was it?
    His brow creased, causing those bushy eyebrows to knit together eerily. “We’ve done the test. It’s positive. All we need to do is a scan and I can let you know how far along you are.”
    Did he have to be so darn happy about it? Skylar looked around the small consulting room. She wasn’t used to being on the other side of surprising news. Unexpected, blow-her-mind news. The room dimmed and spun.
    “About those tests, you haven’t told anyone, have you?” Skylar held her breath, waiting for his answer.
    He scratched his chin. “That’s an odd question, unless you mean did I discuss it with your husband? No, I didn’t.”
    The room seemed to stop spinning. A little. “Right.”
    “But you know how it works down here. We do our best to maintain privacy, but when a name pops up that is familiar, the active grapevine has its way.”
    Heck on wheels. How was she going to explain this without the truth coming out? Once Nick found out—
    She couldn’t bear to think what would happen if Nick found out. She rubbed at her face as reality set it.