Page 181 of Love Undiscovered
The elevator stops, the man gets out. I turn to slap Chance on the chest.
“That was fucking hot, but someone could have seen!” I say.
“My beautiful wife,” he says. “Do you really think I would finger fuck you if someone else could see?”
He has a point.
“No,” I say.
“No,” he says, leaning in and kissing me on the forehead.
We reach our floor and head into the doctor’s office.
Chance checks us in, and I try to find a decent magazine to read, vacillating between news and fashion.
I want a magazine in front of my face because I never want to get caught talking to any of the other moms. They all have such stars in their eyes over being pregnant. Like it’s the most wonderful thing in the world. I hate it.
I have mood swings, none of my shoes fit, I have to wear maternity clothes, and I’m fat. None of which seems to upset these other women. So, either I’m cold and unfeeling, or they are vapid and idiotic. I don’t care to examine that too much to figure out which holds the most truth.
I look back to the magazine selections, but we get called back to the room before I can make my decision.
The nurse checks my vitals, then preps the ultrasound machine. Chance pulls out his phone and video conferences Kat and Lexie before the appointment officially starts. Just like he does with every appointment. Because he knows, and understands, that it’s important to me to have my entire family with me at these appointments.
“Ohmigod, I’m so excited!” Lexie squeals. “I can’t wait to hear what we are having!”
“It’s going to be girls,” Kat says. “It has to be. Boys would be a nightmare. Can you imagine two little Bauers running around? Shoot me now.”
I laugh at them. So grateful for their support.
Chance pulls his chair closer, resting his forearms on the edge of the exam table. His eyes already shining before she even pulls up the image. If he were remotely vapid or idiotic, he would be the male version of those women in the waiting room.
She squirts the lubrication on my stomach then moves the wand around. We hear the heartbeats, sounding like a herd of thundering hooves, racing to see whose will be heard first.
“Oh, look at that,” the tech says pointing out something that looks just like every other piece of baby blob on the screen.
“What?” Chance asks.
“Congratulations, Chance, Remi, Kat, Lexie. The Bauer babies are boys. Twin boys,” the tech says.
“Oh God, not boys!” Kat says.
“I think boys will be fun,” Lexie counters.
“Oh wait…” the tech pauses.
Chance and I both lean toward her, waiting.
“What?” Lexie asks.
“Did I miss something?” Kat asks.
“Is everything okay?” Chance asks.
“I think,” the tech says. “Yep… there’s another little guy in there. You’ve got yourselves a set of triplets!”
The world starts to spin around me. I feel faint.
“Woohoo, one for each of us!” Lexie cries, at the same time Kat says, “Oh, shit, you’re gonna be outnumbered.”
