Page 35 of Power Play
"About fucking time," Scott growls from above me.
Dr. Marley moves the wand around inside of me, making me slightly uncomfortable. Finally, she sees something that makes her satisfied.
"Well, Lacey, I can confirm you are, in fact, pregnant. I'd guess seven or eight weeks along." She frowns, though, and moves the wand.
"Is something wrong?" I ask.
Her furrowed brow softens. "I assume someone here is a twin?"
I nod. "I am."
"Well, Lacey, congratulations. You're pregnant with twins."
"What!?" I shout, practically leaping off the table. Scott grabs me by the shoulders and gently pushes me back down.
She hits a few buttons on the keyboard and the ultrasound images start printing out.
Her brow furrows a bit as if she's carefully selecting words. "Am I correct in assuming there may be multiple fathers?"
I nod. "Based on your history, we could be looking at identical or fraternal twins." And then it dawns on me. It's even more complicated than I thought. Two of the men here could be the father, while the third might not be.
"Will we be doing any genetic testing to find out who the father is?"
"No." Ben and Scott say at the same time.
"What?!" I repeat, spinning around to try to see Scott's face. He glares down at me with a stern expression.
"Biology doesn't matter. These babies are ours. Family isn't just DNA."
Dr. Marley removes the wand and wipes it off.
"Well, it sounds like something you all need to discuss. But before I leave you, do you want to hear your babies' heartbeats?"
I return my attention to her and nod.
She pulls out a device and presses it against my flat belly. She flicks a button and suddenly two heartbeats play out loud. I burst into ugly sobs. Besides the fatigue and nausea, I haven't felt pregnant. It hadn't seemed real. But hearing the strong, fast heartbeats of the two little people inside of me suddenly makes it very, very real. I'm pregnant. With twins.
I look at the three men surrounding me. Ben's looking at me with the same love and adoration we had as kids, but there's a level of awe to it, too. I know he's happy. I tilt my head to find an upside down Scott. His grip on my shoulders tightens, and he gives me a look of pure heat and possession.
I look to Jonesy, who sways a little, his eyes glazing over.
"Oh!" I shout. He's going to pass out. Dr. Marley moves fast, sliding her stool under Jonesy just as his knees buckle. He collapses his elbows to his knees and hangs his head between his hands.
Scott slaps him hard on the back. "It's all going to be alright, man." He says with a chuckle.
They give me my privacy as I get dressed again and we all file silently back into the waiting room, where I schedule my next appointment.
We're all a little dazed and in our own heads.
When we step outside, I turn to look at them all.
"I think we need to talk."
Chapter nineteen
Scott
"Ithink we need to talk."
