Page 4 of I Dated the Lost Song

Cadence nodded. “Yeah. I only took the clipboard down here.”

Cadence read the price for testing, for insemination, and for a positive pregnancy test. It was equivalent to what she made in two months. The cost of just her services as a surrogate with regular medical testing was half a million credits.

“So, lodgings and food are provided?”

Zera nodded. “Yes.”

She frowned. “I need a fully soundproofed room for playing music.”

“Noted. Is Mortimer coming with you?”

Cadence smiled. “Try and stop him.”

“So, you agree to the contract?”

“I will sign it at my desk with my special baby tablet.”

Zera grinned. “Really?”

“Really. I can maybe use the time to get my activation under control. So, you just have to find an apartment with extra rooms, a restaurant, and a gym in it, and we can start this project.”

Zera grinned. “I am so glad you said that. I have just the landlord in mind. Arcady, if you could call Kritz? And Cadence, when you have signed it, head down to the research area, and let Kritz take a baseline for your hormones.”

“Tell him to pack muscle relaxers. It’s the only thing that stops me from shorting out equipment.”

Arcady smiled softly. “Can I get another hug then?”

“Yes. But they will have to figure out something for checking on the baby after the initial start. I am not going to be sedated every time.”

Zera blinked. “Right. Okay. I will let Kritz know, or Arcady can.”

“Good, because once I am pregnant, I am not toning my activation down.”

“We stand warned.”

“So, how will I get around? Is there a parking spot?”

“A driver will be arranged for you. You just need to call, and they will take you where you want to go.”

Arcady smiled. “Standard BDC protocol.”

Cadence asked, “Is the sample on site?”

Zera nodded. “Yes.”

“Good. This is going to be a very close race. I guess Arcady found my file today.”

Zera smiled. “How do you know?”

“I have an intuition about these things. Just like Arcady.” She nodded. “Arcady, have Kritz meet me at the elevator. I am getting nervous, and that isn’t good.”

She nodded and headed to the elevator with her clipboard. She went up to advertising, signed the contract, and then headed back down to the lab level.

If the semen belonged to the person she thought it did, it was not going to be handled on the med level.

There was a different tech with Kritz and Arcady. The older woman stepped forward, swabbed Cadence’s arm, and injected the relaxant into her. Cadence exhaled slowly as her constant vibration ceased.

Kritz grinned. “That’s amazing. Thanks, Dr. Amber.”

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