Second Chances

Second Chances Samantha Baca Table of Contents Title Page Second Chances (Beaumont Creek, #2) Copyright © 2023 by Samantha Baca. One | Jane Two | Jane Three | Dominic Four | Jane Five | Dominic Six | Jane Seven | Dominic Eight | Jane Nine | Dominic Ten | Jane Eleven | Jane Twelve | Dominic Thirteen | Jane Fourteen | Dominic Fifteen | Jane Sixteen | Dominic Seventeen | Jane Eighteen | Dominic Nineteen | Jane Twenty | Jane Twenty-One | Dominic Twenty-Two | Jane Twenty-Three | Dominic Twenty-Four | Jane Twenty-Five | Dominic Twenty-Six | Jane Twenty- Seven | Dominic Twenty- Eight | Jane Twenty-Nine | Dominic Thirty | Jane Thirty-One | Dominic Thirty-Two | Jane Thirty-Three | Dominic Thirty-Four | Jane Thirty-Five | Dominic Thirty-Six | Jane Thirty-Seven | Dominic Thirty-Eight | Jane Thirty-Nine | Dominic Forty | Jane Epilogue | Dominic | 2 Months Later Other Books By Samantha Baca Acknowledgments About the Author Just One Time Second Chances Third Time’s The Charm Four-ever Single Fifth Wheel Copyright © 2023 by Samantha Baca. All rights reserved. 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Usually, they were lined up and organized, however, we had a temp filling in for us this week, so nothing was where I expected it. “You’ve got Frank Townsend waiting for you in room one—but be warned, he’s a bit of a hothead this morning. Then Olivia Rosario is here for her one-year wellness check. She’s in room two.” Sabrina, one of the nurse techs, smiled as she brushed past me, grabbing the charts and handing me the one I needed. She’d been with our practice the longest, and I loved everything about her. “Thank you,” I said while glancing over the paper attached to the clipboard. “Why am I seeing Frank?” “He wants to discuss options for Hattie. She just turned fifteen.” Sabrina raised her eyebrows and scrunched her face. “Gotcha.” It wasn’t unusual to discuss birth control options with parents on occasion, but I wasn’t quite in the mindset to deal with Frank this morning. He was the town grump, a single father, and most likely here to yell and complain about how his little girl wasn’t so little anymore. “Is there more coffee?” I asked, looking helplessly at her. “I’ll have Tina start a new pot,” she laughed, her eyes traveling over to the temp sitting at the computer, staring as if it was going to tell her what to do. “But on the bright side, as soon as you’re done with Frank, you get some nice eye candy in room 2.” I felt my cheeks flush as she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. Dominic was new in town and had only been in Beaumont Creek for a month, if that. His parents, however, have lived here for over twenty years, and everyone in town simply adored them. When he showed up unexpectedly and bought the house next door, everyone noticed. But it was the beautiful baby girl he brought with him that had won over most of the women. “I’m here to help kids, not hit on their fathers,” I hissed out, tapping her shoulder with the chart as I passed her on my way to room one. “Why not multitask?” she teased, tossing a wink over her shoulder as she popped into another room to collect vitals while I headed off to deal with Frank. I opened the door and pulled my shoulders back, preparing myself the best I could. “Good morning, Frank,” I said, offering my hand, which he barely took before pulling away and pacing across the small room. I held the chart against my chest, wondering what the best way was to approach him. “What can I do for you?” There, just get straight to the point. “I need to talk to you about Hattie.” “Okay. What’s going on?” “Well, as you may know, she just turned fifteen.” I nodded. “Well, it probably comes as no surprise that some of the boys at school are taking an interest in her.” “Okay,” I said slowly. “What is it that you’d like my help with?” I assumed he was getting to the point of asking about getting a pamphlet he could use to talk to her about the birds and the bees or maybe to request to bring her in so I could speak with her. “I need you to tell her not to have sex. I’ve already told her it’s forbidden, but I would appreciate her hearing it from a medical professional.” I pulled my head back, my eyes feeling as if they were about to pop out of my head. “I’m sorry, what?” “I need you to tell her that she cannot have sex. Scare the temptation out of her by giving her horror stories if you have to—just make sure she gets the point loud and clear.” His voice boomed so loud that I was surprised the framed pictures on the wall didn’t come tumbling down. I set the chart down and folded my arms over my chest as I stared at him. “Frank, I will not do that. And honestly—you shouldn’t either. Sex is a normal—” “Like hell it is!” “Lower your voice,” I warned sternly. “There are children in the