Page 91 of From Angel to Rogue

A swallow worked through her throat, and her glimmering eyes flew to me. “I’m going to be a mom,” she repeated like she couldn’t believe it.

“Why don’t we take an ultrasound to see how the little one is doing?” Dr. Morris suggested with a smile.

“We can?” I asked in a hesitant tone.

“Of course. That way we can confirm and see how far along you are.”

Soon, Katy changed into a thin, plasticky gown and lay on the thin bed with her belly exposed, which only had a small curve that showed no evidence of her being pregnant.

The doctor spread cold jelly on her stomach, and Katy clutched my hand, a hint of fear shining in her eyes.

“I’m scared,” she mumbled.

“It’s going to be fine,” I assured, placing a kiss on her cheek.

“Okay, let’s see.” The doctor moved the wand up and down and then right and left over her lower belly. “Oh my, you’re almost five months pregnant.”

The fuck?

“You have a slight retrograde uterus, so it could take a while for you to show. But the babies are completely healthy.”

I blinked while Katy stared at her, stunned.

Dr. Morris smiled widely. “Congratulations, you’re having twins.”

The fuck, fuck?

This morning, I dropped my one kid off at that school, and now I was going to be a father not just to another one but two more?

Katy dashed her wide eyes to mine. “I’m a mother to three babies, Lan.” Her tone trembled with disbelief.

“Yes, angel.”

“Let’s hear the heartbeat now, and then I’ll leave you two to some privacy,” Dr. Morris said softly. Seconds later, the muffled thud of two loud heartbeats swallowed the room.

“Strong and good.” Dr. Morris nodded to us with a small smile before she quietly drew back the curtains and slipped away.

“Lan, we’re going to be parents,” Katy said in a shocked whisper. “I’m going to be a mom, and you’re going to be a dad.”

I chuckled. “I think that’s what being a parent is called, angel,” I said softly, brushing away the golden strands stuck to her face.

“I don’t know how it’s possible.”

“It is.”

“How stupid was I Lan? I did this to myself….”

“Katy.” I ran a soft thumb over her cheek. “Don’t blame yourself, what happened, happened and now we get to focus on our future.”

She nodded slowly before a flicker of fear flashed in her eyes. “Lan, the timing, five months means that night…”

“Shush.” I placed a finger to her lips. “It doesn’t matter; those babies are mine.”

Things still weren’t clear about that night. I would be lying if I said it didn’t bother me because it did. But I would worry about that another day.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she cradled my cheeks. “I know this is something that I’ve always wanted, but are you okay with it? You will soon have three children and a very whiny woman who might want a lot of chocolate milkshakes.”

I laughed. “I happen to love her, and I would buy her all the chocolate milkshakes in the world. But no matter how many babies we make, she is always my number one.”

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