Page 120 of My Fiancé's Brother 2

“The same old stuff. How you were going to leave me for her. How you were sleeping with her.”

His eyebrows went up high. “She said that to you?”

“This isn’t the first time.”

He looked shocked. “Emily.”

“She grabbed my arm, and I yanked it back. And we were going back and forth. And then I fell backward. And the rest is history.”

A big hand covered his mouth. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Tell you what?”

“That she was harassing you.”

I stared at him in disbelief. What had I been doing all along? It had just fallen on deaf ears.

The technician whipped back the curtain. “Someone here needs an ultrasound?”

We watched as she wheeled the monitor beside the bed. My shirt came up, and then she applied a liberal amount of gel onto my belly.

“You had a fall?” she asked.

“Yes, but I’m fine.”

“What are you looking for?” Jackson asked, from the other side of the bed.

“Just making sure that baby and the placenta are doing okay. Did you fall forward or on your side?”

“Flat on my back.”

“Okay, let’s see what we have here.”

She pressed the wand onto my stomach. I looked up at Jackson. His eyes remained glued to the monitor. His big hand held mine.

“There’s your baby,” she said, pointing at the screen. “See, there is the head. And there is an arm.”

Alien was starting to look like a real baby. With a very baby-like face. A cute button nose. A mouth. Jackson’s hand was tight on mine. I looked up at his face. His expression was one of complete awe and wonder. His eyes stayed glued to the screen.

“Jesus,” he breathed.

I laughed. “There’s our baby.”

Our eyes met. He looked completely stunned.

The technician seemed oblivious to the fact that my husband was completely transformed by the sight of our child. “Everything looks good. Placenta looks good. Baby looks great. Everything looks healthy. I think you two got lucky.”

“Thank you.”

She handed me some tissues to wipe off my stomach. And then she wrote in my chart and wheeled her machine away.

I pulled my shirt down and looked up at Jackson. He stared at me as if he was seeing me for the first time.

“We’re having a baby,” he sounded stunned.

“Yes. We are.”

He looked at my stomach. “I knew that but…Alien is a baby. Inside of you.”

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