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her down for several moments, then ran his fingers through his hair, his frustration obvious. “Can you at least tell me she’s fine? That’s not actual information. It’s more in the nature of how’s the weather. How about those Dallas Cowboys. Or have a nice day. Just tell me she’s okay.”
    â€œAs I said before, it’s not that simple.” Rebecca couldn’t tell him anything without divulging her medical information.
    â€œWhat’s wrong, Doc?”
    â€œI never said there was anything wrong.”
    â€œYour face does. You’re worried about something.”
    Was she that easy to read? Or was he just good at it? Or was he simply fishing for information? She hoped not—on all counts. Because she really didn’t want him questioning whether or not she was nervous. Her jumpiness wasn’t about the present, it was about the past. And that’s where she wanted to leave it.
    â€œI gave Amy all the facts she needs for now.”
    Facts like her blood pressure was high and a cause for concern. The minuscule amount of information she’d been able to get out of the teen convinced her that when she’d eaten at all, her diet had consisted primarily of fast food, which meant too much salt and fat and not enough nutrition. Teen diets were notoriously bad, which increased the number of high-risk pregnancies. And a teen who’d had no prenatal care was at even higher risk. None of which she could discuss with Gabe. He seemed the type who would push the advantage if she gave an inch.
    She stood. “I’ve said all I can. We have nothing more to talk about.”
    â€œActually, we do.”
    â€œI can’t imagine what.” Rebecca stared up at him, way up. He was tall and muscular and very good-looking. A normal woman might flirt, but she wasn’t normal.
    â€œDoc, I need your help.”
    â€œWith what?”
    His blue eyes snapped with intensity, and his big body practically hummed with a nervous, almost desperate energy. “Help me convince Amy to go back to Texas.”
    She hadn’t expected that. “I don’t understand. If you planned to send her back, why did you bother bringing her to see me?”
    â€œI knew she hadn’t seen a doctor and that prenatal care is important.”
    All Rebecca could focus on was the fact that this guy’s teenage sister was “in trouble” and troubled, so much so that she’d run away from home. He wanted to send her back and she couldn’t believe that he had the nerve to ask for her help. Grace might be fooled into thinking Gabe was a noble human being, but Rebecca knew different. She’d learned to spot a jerk a mile away. Unfortunately, this jerk was a lot closer than that.
    After what happened to her Rebecca had known first fear, then anger. She was clear on the difference. When she pointed to the door and saw that her hand was shaking, she knew without a doubt it was outrage.
    â€œIf you can’t be part of the solution, then you should take yourself out of the equation. My office hours are over, Mr. Thorne. Please leave.”

Chapter Two
    â€œY ou have to understand, Doc—”
    â€œOh, I think I get it.” She stared at him for several moments. “I’m pretty smart, Gabe.” Pointing to her framed diplomas on the wall, she said, “I didn’t buy those at the dollar store.”
    â€œThis isn’t about you.”
    â€œOr you either. It’s about Amy. She’s young and scared. And she needs her family.”
    â€œYou’ll get no argument from me. But it’s her father she needs.”
    â€œApparently she doesn’t agree, if actions are anything to go by. She chose you.”
    â€œShe’s wrong. Like you said, she’s young and scared. And not making good decisions. I’m asking you to give me a hand in convincing her to go home where she belongs.”
    If actions were anything to go by, he