Chapter 4
Dr. Moorthi had a warm smile, and I liked her immediately. She was short, with jet black hair tied in a ponytail, flawless brown skin, and all belly. Tru hugged her, then touched her big bump and gave her a wicked grin.
“How’s Tru Junior coming along?”
Her laugh was deep and joyful, and she swatted him hard on the shoulder. “Not funny. People are going to think you’re the father, you saying things like that. Ridiculous child.”
He waggled his eyebrows at her. “You’re, like, five seconds older than me. Stop pretending you’re ancient. And we both know Rakesh would kick my ass.”
Dr. Moorthi shook her head. “My husband loves you. And he would have gone for you himself if he wasn’t already madly in love with me.” She sniffed, but I could tell it was all playful. “Probably still wo
