“Okay, everything looks good.The doctor will be in and then we’ll move forward.Can you get changed into this?”
When the door closes, Harley scrunches her nose.“I hate getting naked in here.It’s always so cold.”
“First time I’ve asked, but do you have a female or male doctor?”
She giggles.“Gonna get jealous?”
“Just curious.”
Immediately, I can’t get the image of a hot dude with tatts, more muscles than I’ll ever be able to build, clean nails, and a six-figure bank account out of my head.It’s not often I’m intimidated, but I sure am by this person I’ve never met before.
“It’s a woman.”She laughs.“You should’ve seen your face.The more you thought about it, the more pissed you were getting.”
“Can’t deny it.Thinking of a man looking at what’s mine, even if there’s a medical reason for it, was making me crazy.”
“Trust me.”She saunters over, slinging her arms around my neck.“You’re the only one I want looking at me.”
Leaning down, I press a kiss against her lips.“Put your gown on.Don’t be giving me ideas.”
She turns from me, looking at herself in the mirror propped on the other side of the room.Standing in profile, it’s evident she’s pregnant.A surge of protectiveness and pride rolls through my body, knowing they’re my family.
“Pretty soon, I’m gonna have to get a new bra.They’re getting bigger.”
My gaze travels up to her tits, which are spilling over the cups she’s got them strapped into.“We’ll go after we leave here if you want.”
“Yes, I also know what nursery furniture I want, so…”
“You already know?”I raise my eyebrows.
“Been looking.”She shrugs.“This is the important stuff.”
She’s right and here I wasn’t even thinking of it.There’s a knock at the door and the doctor enters.Introductions are made and things are done that I’ll never be able to unsee.
“Now,” she asks.“Are you two ready to find out what you’re having?We do it right here so that you don’t have to go anywhere else.It’s a new service we’re offering.Instead of the normal sonograms, we’re doing the 3-D and 4-D.Is that something you’re interested in?”
We nod together and watch as a machine is rolled into the room, along with another medical professional.
“The baby won’t look like you imagine it would,” the new member of the room warns.“Some people get a little disconcerted, but don’t.I’ll point out everything to you,” she warns.
“Okay.”Harley reaches over, taking my hand with hers.
I’m more nervous than I’ve ever been for anything.Watching the process is fascinating.She smothers gel and then puts the head of the machine on Harley’s stomach.I’m tense, not sure what I’m waiting for, but then I hear it.
Woosh, woosh, woosh.
“What is that?”
Harley smiles at me.“The heartbeat.”
“Fuckin’ hell that’s fast.”
“They always are.”The nurse laughs.“Here we have the face.”
“Bishop, it’s your lips!”
“And your nose.”
“Do you two want to know what you’re having?”She asks as she moves down Harley’s stomach.