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“What? No.” I laughed. “I have baby fever.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Oh.”
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have even said it. I’m sure I can shake it off.” But I was getting old. I didn’t have that much time to shake away.Oh my God, am I running out of time?
Tanner grabbed my hand. “I want to give you everything you want, Ash. So if you want kids, I see two options. We can find your lesser true love so I can be free. Or...we can find a sperm donor.”
I opened my mouth and closed it again. I didn’t know how long it was going to take to find my lesser true love. Obviously I’d prefer to have kids with him. He’d be a great dad, just like Penny said. But...suddenly I could hear my biological clock ticking down in my head. Out of nowhere, it just hit me. I was running out of time.
He dropped my hand and turned on the ignition. “I know the best fertility doctor in the city,” he said without looking at me. He slowly pulled away from the curb. “I’ll make us an appointment.”
I hated how upset he seemed. “Are you sure?”
He didn’t respond.
“Tanner? Are you sure you want me to go to a fertility clinic? And have another man’s baby?” Saying it out loud made me cringe. That wasn’t what I wanted. But I really wanted a baby. No. I NEEDED a baby. “You know I wish I could have your baby, right?”
He drummed his fingers against the steering wheel. “Actually...” His voice trailed off. “Actually, yes.”
“Yeah?”
He smiled to himself and nodded. “Yeah. I think it’s actually going to work out quite swimmingly.” He started whistling.
I breathed a sigh of relief. “You’re going to be a great dad.”
“Yup. Sure.” He continued whistling.
That was a strange response. But as long as he was on board...
Too Much Sausage - Chapter 24 – Baby Fever
Tuesday – October 17, 2023
Ash
Chastity and Tanner were sitting with me in the waiting room of the fertility clinic. Waiting. And waiting some more.
Tanner was still in a very whistly mood recently. He started talking to a guy next to him and they were joking around about something.
I looked down at my watches. I was wearing two of them today. One for time and one for tracking my fertility. I technically only needed to wear the fertility one at night, but I was on my A-game here. I glanced at my clock watch.
Seriously, what is taking so long?I didn’t have time for this. My fertility watch and my pee stick both said I was supposed to ovulate within 24 to 48 hours. And from my extensive research, I knew it was best to get that sperm one to two days before ovulation. So time was of the freaking essence here!
“I’m so excited to help you pick a boner donor,” said Chastity.
But I could barely focus on her words. A lady had just walked in with a baby. He had the tiniest little baby shoes. I wasn’t even grossed out when the lady kissed the baby on the lips. Not that that should ever be done. What was wrong with her?
This last week had been unbearable. Babies were everywhere I looked. Everywhere I turned. And I was dying a little every time I saw a wittle baby shoe.Wittle baby? Who am I right now?
Gah, I just needed to be impregnated already!
The only good thing about this past week had been the green juice that Nigel made for me every morning. He said it was to help balance my hormones. And I could really feel the difference. I felt calmer. More relaxed. Focused. Tanner feasting on my pussy every night had probably helped relax me too.
With Nigel’s help I knew my womb was READY. It was the perfect vessel. I’d found a website that told me what items I used were actually toxic. I was now makeup free and moisturizer free. My skin was dry, but my ovaries were ripe.
The worst part of the website was that it told me which cleaning supplies were unsafe. I had to throw out practically my entire stash. Who knew that industrial strength cleaners were counter-productive to my fertility journey?
I was going to miss them. But alas, vinegar and baking soda would have to suffice in the meantime. I would have been worried about getting sick, but I had my ring for that now. Technically my apartment could be a cesspool and I’d be safe from getting sick. I shuddered at the thought.
