Page 129 of Clinically Bewitched
We all stared at him.
“You’re absolutely going to do all of that,” I said gently.
He looked at me, opened his mouth, and closed it again. “Okay,” he admitted finally. “I might do some of that.”
“ALL of that,” Hayden corrected.
“He’s going to have a spreadsheet by tomorrow,” Fitz predicted.
“Tonight,” Nathan said. “He’ll make it tonight.”
“I’m not making a spreadsheet,” Julien protested.
“You’re definitely making a spreadsheet,” I said.
He looked at me, betrayed. “You’re supposed to be on my side.”
“I am on your side. I’m just also realistic about who you are.”
“I can be spontaneous.”
“You fainted when you found out I was pregnant.”
“That was... that was a momentary lapse in—”
“You went down like a sack of potatoes,” Hayden stated.
“A tree,” Nathan corrected. “Very rigid.”
“Did I at least fall gracefully?” Julien asked.
“No,” everyone said in unison.
Julien closed his eyes. “This is a nightmare.”
“This ishilarious,” Fitz chuckled. “And we’re never letting you forget it.”
“Never,” Hayden agreed.
“We’re going to tell this story at every hospital event for the rest of your career,” Quinton added.
“At your retirement party,” Winnie said.
“At the baby’s graduation,” Gabriel said, smiling.
“At their wedding,” my dad added cheerfully.
Julien looked at my father. “You’re not helping.”
“I’m not trying to help,” my dad said. “I’m enjoying this.”
“Woody,” my mom lightly chastised, though she was smiling too.
“What? Our daughter is pregnant! Our son-in-law fainted! This is the best day ever!”
“It’s pretty great,” I agreed.
Julien looked at me, and despite everything, despite the embarrassment, despite his colleagues laughing at him, despite the chaos, he smiled.
