Page 113 of The Doctors Will See You Now

She’d been at this line of questioning for the past two hours. Like clockwork, every fifteen minutes, Janet would peek past the door and try to give me something from their apartment. First, it was the coffee table. Then it was the sofa. Although, Bill quickly interjected his opposition to that. My father lived for that leather sofa, and the worn-in print of his ass on the seat beside the window proved he’d spent more time on that piece of furniture than anywhere else in the apartment.

Basically, she’d been trying to give me everything but the kitchen sink. Though, I wouldn’t have been surprised if she eventually offered to pack that up in a box, too.

Janet sighed and leaned her head against the doorframe. “I just want to help you somehow.”

“Mom, you’ve already helped me enough,” I said with a thankful smile. “Don’t worry, I’m a big girl. I’ll be just fine on my own.”

“I guess I should just be happy that you’re only moving a twenty-minute subway ride away instead of all the way across the country.”

I grinned. “Exactly.”

She slid open the door and walked toward me with a small white envelope in her hands. “Here,” she said as she held it out toward me, and I tilted my head to the side in confusion.

“What is this?”

“Just a little something your father and I wanted to give you.”

“Mom, seriously, you guys don’t—”

She cut me off with a raise of her hand. “We do, actually. We want to give this to you.”

I stared at the envelope. “I know it’s money, Mom.”

“Yeah, so?” She shrugged. “We’re proud of you, Melody. And we just wanted to give you a little extra funds so that you have the time to find a job that you really love.”

“Wow… I don’t know what to say…”

“You don’t need to say anything right now,” she said with a soft smile. “Because there’s actually someone here to see you.”

Will?

My heart jumped into my throat at the mere thought of his name, but then it quickly plummeted to my feet when the person who replaced my mother in the doorway wasn’t him.

“Need any help packing?” Georgia asked with a friendly grin and a motherly hand resting on top of her belly.

“What are you doing here?” I asked and hated that my voice held a hint of disappointment.

She shrugged. “Just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

“Did Will send you here?” The words flew from my lips before I could stop them.

Jesus. Why couldn’t my heart realize Will and I were done?

“No.” She shook her head, but I didn’t miss the faint spark that brightened her eyes and had her lips cresting into a soft smile. “Actually, Will didn’t send me. I’m here because, even though you and my brother are no longer together, you’re my friend and I want to be here.”

Even though, Will and I had broken up, I’d kept in contact with Georgia and Cassie, mostly through text messages and phone calls, but also because those two were persistent as hell. So, it wasn’t a surprise that she knew I was getting ready to move, but it was a bit of a surprise that she’d shown up, offering to help me move. Packing up boxes and moving shit didn’t seem like the kind of strenuous activity someone who was four weeks away from her due date would want to engage in…

I searched her expression for an answer, and the nervous rap of her fingers against her belly had me wondering if she was here for more than just support.

“That’s…uh…really sweet of you,” I answered, but I really wanted to ask if this was some kind of ploy to get Will and me back together.

She flashed a knowing look. “You don’t believe me.”

“I guess I sort of believe you?” Honestly, I wasn’t one hundred percent certain, but considering Georgia had schemed a few times just during the short time Will and I had been together, I wouldn’t put anything past her.

“Trust me, I don’t do favors for my brother.” She giggled nervously, and my eyebrows quirked up. Bingo. She was definitely here to be Dr. Relationship and try to fix what had already been broken.

I grinned. “You really are a terrible liar.”