Page 106 of Burning Love
Jace was flushing through some of it and she found it hilarious.
“The doctor will be in shortly.”
“Thanks.” She was on the bed swinging her legs with her ankles crossed. “You’re more uncomfortable than me and you’re fully dressed and won’t have to spread your legs and put them in those medal stirrups.”
His eyes landed on them.
“Good thing I’m sitting back here.”
“What? You’re not going to watch your child pop out of me when the time comes?”
She was trying to make light of it. If she got serious and he wasn’t, it might hurt too much.
They’d spent too many weeks being serious and he’d opened the gate in his truck with tender communication and she was walking in now.
“I’ll be there. Don’t worry about that. I’ll be at all of these appointments if I can too.”
She smiled. “You don’t need to come to them all. I might not want you here either.”
“I’m coming,” he said firmly.
“We’ll see.” It wasn’t the time to argue. Or even talk about it.
The doctor came in a few minutes later. “Hi, Talia. Congratulations. Your urine confirmed your pregnancy,” Dr. Mitchell said when he came in.
“I figured it would.”
“I’m going to do an exam and then a transvaginal ultrasound. This will give us a better gestational age and allow us to hear the heartbeat.”
“We’re going to hear the heartbeat today?” Jace asked, looking hopeful.
“We should if all is well,” Dr. Mitchell said. “Why don’t you lie back, Talia, and put your feet up?”
She did what she’d done before on her visits here. Jace was in a chair up by her head and out of the way.
His hand landed on her shoulder and she put hers on top of it, giving him a squeeze.
There was pressure when the doctor was doing his exam and then he sat back and pulled the machine over.
She started to laugh at the size of it. “Oh my God. That’s going inside of me?”
Dr. Mitchell smiled. “You’ll be fine.”
She burst out laughing when he put a condom on the probe. “Well now. One of them not working is what got us into this mess.”
Jace squeezed her shoulder and she looked up. He wasn’t laughing. Not even smiling. He looked more nervous.
His eyes were on the doctor doing his job.
She wondered if the squeeze was for her to stop making jokes.
The probe was inserted and moved around some while Dr. Mitchell watched the screen and took measurements.
“I’d say you’re seven weeks and two days pregnant at this point. It lines up with your last period.”
She nodded and did the math in her head.
The first few times they’d had sex this happened and it reminded her that her mother said she’d gotten pregnant with Rowan even though they were using condoms too.
