Page 113 of His Surrogate Omega

Gray cozied up to Jamie… and suddenly that frustration and angst he felt all day evaporated. A sense of peace came over him, and he smiled. “I’m so happy to see you’re feeling well enough to come today.”

Jamie leaned over and rested a hand on Gray’s belly. “I’d be here even if I felt like hell. I’m always excited to get more news on this little guy.”

“Little, he is not,” Gray said.

“Agreed. I’m almost getting nervous for your delivery.”

Gray didn’t want to think about the pain to come. He pushed it from his mind and chatted with both Jamie and the nurse about their day.

“I tried to get Rohan to come with us, but he’s busy catching up on some project at home.”

“You need to stop trying to force us together,” Gray mumbled under his breath.

“This is his child, too. He should be here,” Jamie said, lifting a brow. “It’s not me pushing. I just want him to take on a more active role here.”

Gray knew why Rohan wasn’t coming to the appointments, and a part of him was glad for it. Their situation was hard enough as it was without having to be in the same room with one another for more than a few minutes.

Once the car drew up before the obstetrician’s office, the driver and Jefre helped get Jamie into his new wheelchair. They entered the office and were soon called back into one of the exam rooms. Jefre accompanied them, so he could be there to help Jamie.

A nurse took his vitals, and Dr. Forsythe came in shortly after.

“Well, hello there! The gang’s all here,” the man said with a grin before he walked over to the small basin and washed his hands. They all said their hellos as he washed. When he was done, he turned and scanned the room, stopping at Gray. “How are we doing today?”

“Good,” Gray said with as much enthusiasm as he could.

“That didn’t sound like a good,” the doctor said as he looked down at the chart the nurse had left for him.

“I’m just exhausted. It’s hard to get comfortable, and I haven’t been sleeping so well because of it. And I’m huge. Huge.”

The doctor nodded and lowered the chart to the counter. “You are just above normal in weight gain for this stage of your pregnancy—and by eye, I can say you’re more than likely above average in growth. Let’s check you over and see if everything appears normal.”

The doctor instructed him to lie back. Dr. Forsythe pressed around his stomach and then lifted his stare to Jamie. “Mind if your helper rolls you out for a moment so Gray can have some privacy?”

“Is something wrong?” Jamie asked, blanching.

“No… but I need to do an intimate check. I can call you back in shortly.”

Jamie squeezed his hand before Jefre rolled him out. As soon as they were alone, the doctor helped him get onto his knees. The doctor checked the mouth of his womb and then had him lie back again.

“I think I want to do another ultrasound,” the doctor said.

“Is something wrong with the baby?” Gray asked, panicked. The baby had to be okay… it was the only thing holding Jamie to them.

Dr. Forsythe smiled. “There’s no reason to get upset or worked up. I’m just going to take another look.”

Usually when someone said not to get upset, there was a reason to get upset. He fisted his hands into the material covering his waist and just tried to breathe.

“I’ll be back in a moment. A nurse will come in and get everything ready for us,” the doctor said, patting Gray’s knee. “No worries, we’ll have you up and out of here in no time. Just relax.”

Just relax. How could he?

Jefre wheeled Jamie back in. Jamie’s face was tense. “Did he say something was wrong?”

Gray shook his head.Stay calm. Stay calm. “He just wants to take a look, he says.”

Time slowed. Jamie held his hand as a nurse came in and set up the ultrasound machine and got him ready for the exam. It felt like an hour had passed, but he knew it likely wasn’t. By the time the doctor returned, his heart was pounding in his chest and his mind was full of all the tragic scenarios he’d read about in pregnancy books.

The first thing he heard was the heartbeat. This time, there was a weird echo to it. “Why does it sound off?”

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