Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
“Hello, Bianca, how are you today?” Dr. Stanley greeted her warmly.
“Fine,” Bianca squeaked, looking nervous. I took her hand and tenderly rubbed my thumb over the pulse point on her wrist. She immediately relaxed, and I smirked cockily.
At my movement, the doctor spotted me and smiled. “You must be the father.”
I grinned back at her, my chest puffing out just a little. “That’s me. And soon-to-be husband,” I added.
Bianca’s head flew in my direction, and I stared back at her, daring her to disagree.
“Wonderful. Congratulations!” Dr. Stanley chirped.
“Thank you,” I said, giving Bianca’s hand a gentle squeeze when she began to tense up.
She turned to Bianca again and pulled a pen from her coat pocket. “How have you been feeling? Any morning sickness?”
Bianca’s nose scrunched up as if she’d smelled something disgusting. “Almost every morning, and sometimes it randomly happens throughout the day. Isn’t this supposed to stop at twelve weeks?”
I hated hearing that she’d been sick and I hadn't been there to take care of her. I comforted myself with the knowledge that I would be able to pamper her from now on.
Dr. Stanley chuckled and gave her a sympathetic smile. “Every pregnancy is different. Hopefully, the further along you get, the less it will happen. However, if it increases, particularly if you start to vomit after every meal, call me immediately.”
I had taken out my phone and was making notes, so I nodded and absently answered, “I’ll make sure she does.”
Bianca huffed. “Of course I will…and I don’t need anyone to make me do anything.”
I suppressed a bark of laughter because, clearly, she needed someone to take care of her. If someone had made her call Jonah the minute she knew she was pregnant, neither of us would have been in hell for the past three months.
Bianca must have read my expression, though. She narrowed her eyes and looked like she was going to say something caustic, but the doctor interrupted.
She asked a few more questions, then smiled and cocked her head toward the ultrasound machine. “Well, let’s get to the fun part.”
Dr. Stanley pulled a rolling stool over to the table and prepped Bianca for an exam. When she turned on the little computer monitor and the room filled with a rapid boom boom boom, my eyes became a little wet. She pointed at the tiny little bean-shaped blob growing in my woman’s stomach, and I wanted to shout to everyone who could hear that I was going to be a dad.
Tears trekked down Bianca’s cheeks, and I wiped them away with a finger. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” she sniffled, then chuckled. “I’m just overwhelmed. It’s amazing. I already love them so much, and I…I didn’t think this would happen so fast.”
I bent down to whisper in her ear, “Told you to make me a daddy, and now you’re breeding, little kitten. You did so good. I might just lighten up the punishment I have planned for you running out on me.”
Bianca reared back in surprise, but a shiver wracked her body and her green eyes heated.
I grinned as she opened and closed her mouth a few times before I helped her close it by covering her lips with mine. Her hands slid up my chest, and I leaned over to get a better angle—
“Ahem!”
We jerked apart at the reminder that we weren’t alone.
“Sorry,” I said sheepishly. But the doctor shot me a look that told me she didn’t buy it, and she was right. I wasn’t the least bit sorry. I was fucking desperate to get my girl naked. But we had something important to do first.
The doctor cleaned up while she gave Bianca instructions. I pulled out my phone and made notes about everything she said. Then she told my girl to take her time and get dressed, and she’d leave the ultrasound pictures for her at the desk.
When she was gone, I helped Bianca down from the table. She said a soft, “Thank you,” before picking up her clothes and walking toward the bathroom.
“For fuck’s sake, kitten. There isn’t an inch of this body that hasn't had my hands and tongue on it. Let me help you get dressed.”
Her cheeks flushed, and she looked hesitant, so I picked her up and put her back on the exam table. Then I found her panties in the pile and held them while she slipped her feet in the holes before drawing them up her endless legs. She lifted her hips so I could put them in place, then I untied the strings to her hospital gown and pushed it off her shoulders.
I groaned at the sight of her big, gorgeous tits. “I thought I remembered how fucking amazing your tits are, but damn, I wasn’t even close.”
Unable to help myself, I lifted the heavy globes and gave each nipple a kiss. Bianca moaned, then grabbed my head and pushed it away. “We can’t do this here!” she hissed.