Page 41 of Strike Out

Sounds like bullshit to me.

But he’s probably right.

Finally, the nurse calls my name, and we’re led back to an exam room. After what feels like an eternity of waiting, Dr. Martinez enters the room, her warm smile putting us both at ease. “So you’ve been testing positive at home. You did theblood draw downstairs, and that is positive. Let’s see what’s going on in there,” she says, gesturing to the ultrasound machine with a smile on her face.

The blood test was positive.

I am pregnant.

I lie back on the exam table, holding my breath as she applies the cool gel to my stomach. The wand presses against my skin, and suddenly, there it is—the faint but unmistakable image of our baby on the screen. My eyes well up with tears as I hear the steady beat of the heartbeat filling the room. Kai’s grip on my hand tightens, and I can see the emotion in his eyes.

“This is amazing,” Kai whispers, his voice choked with happiness. “That’s our baby, Isla. We—we created them. Us.”

Dr. Martinez smiles, confirming what we already know. “Congratulations, you two. You’re officially pregnant.”

Leaving the office, hand in hand, I can’t stop the grin from spreading across my face.We’re having a baby.It’s real, and it’s happening. Kai suggests we keep it to ourselves for a little while longer, just to savor the moment before sharing the news with the world.

We decide the perfect time to tell our parents will be at Kai’s baseball game against the Rangers tonight. It’s a big game, and we know they will be there with me, cheering him on from the stands. Plus, what better way to announce our news than during a moment of victory?

Well, hopefully a moment of victory.

The energyin the stadium is electric and Kai is on fire, playing his heart out on the field. He makes a diving catch in the third inning, and the crowd goes wild. In the seventh inning, hehits a home run, tying the game. The tension is palpable as we head into another inning.

Finally, at the bottom of the eighth, Gael steps up to the plate. The pitcher throws a fastball, and Gael swings with all his might, sending the ball soaring over the outfield fence. The crowd erupts as he rounds the bases, scoring the winning run. The Coyotes win and the stadium is in a frenzy!

The coach gives Kai the game ball, and he turns to the stands, his eyes scanning the crowd until he finds us. With a big smile, he writes something on the ball with a Sharpie, jogs over to where we’re sitting and tosses it up to his mom. She catches it, her eyes widening as she reads the message aloud: “You’re going to be grandparents.”

“Isla,” both my dad and his mom turn to me, surprise written all over their faces.

“Yeah, I know.” I laugh, then cry. “We’re so happy.” I add in as my dad’s face shifts from surprise to concern over the tears. Pulling out the ultrasound picture and handing it to them. “We confirmed it this morning. I’m due December thirteenth.”

We head home,the adrenaline from the game and the excitement of our announcement still coursing through our veins. Our parents follow us back to our apartment. We tell them we can talk for a little, but I have to get to sleep early because I have a test in the morning and Kai has practice. As we settle into the living room, the reality of our news sinks in for all of us.

Kai’s mom is the first to speak, her voice trembling with emotion. “I can’t believe it,” she says, looking at the ultrasound picture in her hands. “A grand baby. We’re going to be grandparents.”

My dad chimes in, a wide grin spreading across his face. “This is incredible, kids. I’m so happy for you both.” He pulls me into a hug, and I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes again. “I’m going to be a grandpa,” he whispers, his voice thick with emotion.

Nadia hands the ultrasound picture to my dad, who looks at it with a mixture of awe and disbelief. “You two have really outdone yourselves this time,” he says, his voice filled with pride. “There is something called taking things slow, ya know?”

“Yeah, hi, have you met me? I don’t think I know what taking things slow means.” Kai chuckles, his hand resting on my thigh as my dad sighs and nods, knowing that it’s one hundred percent the truth.

Kai has never done anything slowly in his life.

If he wants it, he goes after it.

We spend the evening reminiscing about our own childhoods, laughing at old stories, and dreaming about the future. I excuse myself to change out of my tight jeans that are getting really uncomfortable. I swear the hormones are going to be the death of me. This early first-trimester bloating is awful and I am ready for it to pass.

Not even two minutes later, Kai comes into the bedroom. With a look in his eyes that I know is only going to mean one thing: trouble. He makes his move toward me, his mouth on mine, kissing me to where I forget our parents are in the living room. That is until I hear his mom laugh.

“Kai, no. Our parents are here.” He flips me around and bends me over the edge of the bed. His hand slips beneath the waistband of my sweats and into my panties. Two fingers tease my now soaked pussy before moving to circle my clit.

“Then you’d better be quiet. Wouldn’t want Daddy to know his daughter begs her stepbrother like a slut for his cock.” That’sall it takes for me to moan and I am praying to the gods that it wasn’t loud enough for them to hear.

I flip my hair over my shoulder to look back at him. “Make me come, big brother. Better be quick, before we get caught.”

Kai smirks, undoing his pants and pulling his cock out. “Such a dirty fucking sister. I should make you scream so your daddy knows what a little slut you are.” He thrusts inside me, giving me all of him. “Be my good little whore and take it.”

I grab onto the comforter while he pounds into me, his grip bruising my hips, then leaning in and crowding my back with his chest. One of his hands tugs my shirt up and his lips kiss my shoulder and neck, murmuring.

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