glass. There were only a couple of infants since the majority of new mothers kept their babies in the room with them. Ryleigh would be one of those, judging by the tender yearning so plain on her face.
âSo, are you settling in okay?â It was a lame question, but he didnât know what else to say. The favor sheâd asked was like the elephant in the room, and he wanted out of there in the worst way. But he couldnât leave her looking like that. âRyleigh?â
âYou were kind of rude to Dr. Gallagher.â She glanced over her shoulder at him. âDid you think I was hitting on your partner?â
âHeâs not my partner yet, and that wasnât rude. You know better than anyone that I have a limited capacity for people skills and itâs reserved for the kids in peds.â
âI thought about asking him to father my baby.â There was teasing in her brown eyes when she turned and looked up at him. âBut I decided that was a conversation better suited to a second meeting.â
âGood idea.â Not.
âActually Spencer Stone crossed my mind,â she said thoughtfully.
âMy best friend?â A really bad idea just got worse.
âHeâs charming. Nice looking. A doctor, so heâs smart.â She was looking at the babies again. âDefinitely on the list.â
Nick hadnât believed she was serious about that. Now he wondered. âHeâs also shallow. Self-centered. And arrogant.â
âI can live with that.â
âEven though he breaks hearts on a regular basis?â
âHeâs a cardiologist,â she protested.
âSo?â
âIâm not looking for deep feelings. Itâs just sex with no strings attached. If Spencer is as shallow as you say, heâs perfect. Walking away wonât be a problem. And donât be using the double standard on me. Guys do it all the time.â
Nick turned his back on the nursery window. If she were a guy, he wouldnât be tied in knots right now. Thoughts of herâspecifically, thoughts of her nakedâhad kept him awake last night. Maintaining their friendship after the divorce had been an extraordinarily pleasant surprise. He liked talking to her, keeping in touch without having to see her and not be able to touch. It was comfortable and he didnât want to lose that. So heâd forced himself to think about her platonically.
Then she had to go and ask him to be the father of her baby and he couldnât stop thinking about every last inch of her body, from the sexy column of her neck to the rogue freckle on the back of her knee. Did he want to sleep with her? Hell, yes. But a baby?
Heâd screwed up their marriage, and the best thing heâd been able to say was that no kids were involved. It was his fault they hadnât worked. From the outside he looked like a workaholic, but the truth was he had never been âall inâ with his feelings. The way his father had fallen apart after his mother walked out was like watching the Rock of Gibraltar crumble into dust. Nick would never let himself lose control like that.
But that line in the sand meant he couldnât meet Ryleighâs needs and their marriage had been a casualty. As he recognized the longing in her eyes while looking at the babies, the guilt and responsibility of marrying when he knew heâd never be able to give her enough, weighed heavily on him. Heâd really hurt her.
âI donât expect you to understand, Nick.â Her voicewobbled. âI may never have a baby, but I have to stop the hurt inside whenever I see one. The only way to do that is to try. I donât want to make the same mistake I did with our marriage.â
âYou didnât do anything,â he said.
âYouâre wrong. I didnât try as hard as I could have.â She looked up at him, tears swimming in her eyes. âDonât be alarmed, but I think Iâm