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wasn’t prepared. She’d looked up and the gallon of hazelnut coffee she’d just gulped nearly came back up.
    There stood Ben, or Mr. Ben as she had heard him referred to countless times after drilling Dawson once again on leaving their yard and talking to strangers, while Dawson insisted, once again, that Mr. Ben was not a stranger, and he was the best kick class teacher and flower man in the whole wide world.
    To some degree, Jenna agreed with the three-year-old.
    While she didn’t know if Ben was a great teacher, or landscaper for that matter, she could attest to him being the best—the best-looking man she’d laid her eyes on in a long time. Well, ever really.
    Sure she’d been distracted at their brief meeting Sunday, but not distracted enough that she didn’t notice . . . him.
    With eyes like those, who wouldn’t?
    And currently, the kelly green were looking directly at her, waiting for her to make her move.
    “Good morning.” She smiled at Ben and the young woman sitting in one of the twin deep leather chairs. “I'm Jenna.” She extended a hand to Ben first as he stood near the door. “Pleased to meet you.”
    “Pleasure,” the deep voice she remembered resounded as he wrapped her hand in a warm grasp. “I'm Ben, and I believe we met yesterday.”
    “Ah, yes.” Jenna cleared her throat as she fought off a nervous smile. “You’re my son’s karate teacher.”
    “That’s right,” Ben smiled back with a grin holding a bit of mischief and not a hint of any nerves. She hoped he didn't do that often. It made her uncomfortable. “Nice to see you again.”
    “You as well.”
    “This is Heidi,” he gestured over to the woman.
    “Hello, Ms. Gregor. It’s so nice to finally meet you,” Heidi said kindly. “I’ve heard so much about you—all good of course.”
    The petite woman’s heart-shaped face was as adorable and kind as her voice. Blonde and fair-skinned with big dimples in each cheek when she smiled, she had a Reese Witherspoon look about her, but with deep hazel eyes.
    As Jenna moved to Heidi’s chair, reached for her outstretched hand, it hit Jenna like a ton of bricks. Mr. Ben was here all right, here with a partner, here with a wife .
    Underwhelmed by her recent meetings with men, and overwhelmed by Ben’s killer looks and the undeniable (if silly) electricity she’d felt when he’d wrapped his solid hand around hers on Sunday’s run-in, she’d let herself have a little fun over the weekend imagining what a fantasy date with the fantasy man would be like. (Celibacy did not mean one lacked imagination after all). She'd called Robin, let her friend know she’d found the world’s hottest man, had a good laugh, and thought little else of it.
    Until he decided to sit in one of her rooms, become her patient, and bring his pregnant wife!
    This is why she should not date.
    This is exactly why she should, in fact, remain celibate.
    You are a professional, Jenna reminded herself. Do what you’re supposed to do.
    She tried to return Heidi’s warmth with a sincere smile and ignore the handsome man who, for whatever reason, was currently staring a hole through her. “Nice to meet you too, Heidi. And you can call me Jenna."
    While Ben took the seat beside Heidi, Jenna edged quickly around her desk and sat to face the couple. Glancing down at her info again, she flipped to the page of check-in forms they’d filled out. Yep. Bennett Aston, Heidi Aston. Just making sure.
    “So, Mr. and Mrs. Aston, what can I help you with today?” She glanced down at Heidi’s small mound of tummy and smiled.
    In response, Heidi put a hand to her belly and casually rubbed as she spoke. “We—I, just wanted to come and talk with you. I’m hoping to get some insight for the remainder of the pregnancy, learn what to expect, talk about birth options. Basically just assurance that I’m doing all the right things to get this baby here safe and sound. Several of my friends recommended you. They said you’d