doing so well, sweetpea,â Cassiemurmured, stroking the babyâs downy cheek. âIâm sorry I wonât see you for a day and a half, but Iâll be thinking of you.â
She gently checked Emmaâs IV in her arm and stroked the tip of her finger down her forearm to her hand. The baby caught her off guard by grabbing hold of her index finger in a surprisingly tight grip.
âThatâs my girl,â Cassie said, tears pricking her eyelids. âYouâre getting stronger already, arenât you?â
Emma clung to her finger for a long minute before letting go and Cassie found herself wishing Ryan were here to share the thrilling moment. With babies you had to measure success in small increments. Emma had kept down the two bolus feedings and had grasped her finger. Huge accomplishments for a three-day-old baby born addicted to narcotics.
Sheri, the second shift nurse, came over at ten minutes after three and Cassie quickly went through Emmaâs orders with her. They double-checked Emmaâs IV site and the pump settings together before crossing over to Bartonâs bassinet. Sheri was familiar with Bartonâs care as heâd been with them for a week already, so going through his orders didnât take long.
Since Sheri had everything under control with Emma and Barton, Cassie swiped out of work fifteen minutes early, anxious to head straight out to her car. She was so focused on her mission that she didnât hear her friend Gloria, who was leaving at the same time, call out to her.
âCass? Wait up a minute,â Gloria said in a loud voice, sounding a tad annoyed.
âIâm sorry, I didnât mean to be rude,â Cassie apologized. âIâm just in a hurry.â Cassie slowed down so Gloria could catch up. She tried not to glance at her watch, which would only broadcast her impatience.
âOoh, does that mean you have a hot date?â Gloria teased.
Ryanâs face involuntarily flashed in her mind, even as she let out a sigh. âDonât be silly, of course not.â
âListen, Cass, I know your ex was a jerk, betraying you in the worst way possible, but locking yourself away from all men isnât the answer. James was upset that you turned down his offer to take you out for dinner, but Iâm sure heâd give you a second chance.â
Oh, boy. She so did not want to have this conversation, especially now. Obviously Gloria was trying to help, but there was no wayCassie was going to confess feelings for Ryan that she didnât even understand herself. Dating anyone else was out of the question.
âListen, Gloria, Iâm not locking myself away from men. I canât help the fact Iâm not the least bit attracted to James. Please, donât try to set me up with anyone else, either. Iâll find someone on my own when the time is right for me. Besides, Iâm really running late, so letâs chat later, okay?â Without waiting for Gloria to respond, she quickened her step, using her key fob to unlock her car.
âCall me,â Gloria shouted as she slid behind the wheel.
Cassie quickly started her car and opened the windows to let the stuffy air out. âI will,â she called back, before putting the vehicle in Reverse and backing out of the parking space.
Cassie had to stop at her apartment to pick up a copy of her birth certificate and social security card. Since she was there, she decided to change out of her scrubs, donning a flowery skirt and short-sleeved top. Slipping her feet into comfy sandals, she headed back outside.
From her apartment, the drive to city hall didnât take long. Cedar Bluff was crowded with tourists in the summer, but even thenthere wasnât normally a rush-hour traffic problem.
She climbed out of her car and approached the building with all the paperwork clutched in her hand, struck by a feeling of trepidation. What if they immediately turned her down because
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