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“It’s not easy, Brother,” he spoke, raising the bottle to his lips for a drink. “But they’re worth the effort. Every minute I’m away from them is pure torture, but at the end of the day, I know they’ll both be here waiting for me to walk through the door and that is everything.”
I nodded, sensing there was more.
“The work we do, the things we’ve seen? Our world can be an ugly place to live in. They are my reward…my beauty. In other words, if Quin is your payoff for all the shit you’ve been through, then dig deep and do whatever is necessary to ensure she’s the one you come home to.”
“She has three jobs,” I stated.
“Have you ever thought about why a twenty-one-year-old woman would need to work so much?”
“I know she takes care of her parents.”
“Lighten her load, Brother. She has a lot on her plate.”
“Have you met Quin?” I laughed. “She’d probably try to rip my balls off if I handed her money.”
“Figure out a way, Alec, before she burns herself out.”
I mulled over his advice for two days and still had no idea how to convince her to accept financial help without losing my manhood. I had to try, though, for her sake and our baby’s.
Pulling into the parking lot of the doctor’s office for our first appointment, I palmed the envelope I’d gotten from the bank yesterday. Quin was already there, leaning up against the back of her car, waiting for me to arrive. When I got out of the car, I shoved the cash in my back pocket, then made my way to her side.
She looked radiant in a pair of jeans and a long-sleeve gray T-shirt, with her red hair hanging loose down her back. The smile she threw my way had my cock twitching behind my zipper.
Down, boy. Now is not the time.
The moment she was within reach, I framed her beautiful face with my hands and sealed my lips over hers. Her taste exploded on my tongue when she opened her mouth for me, sweet with a hint of mint. I couldn’t get enough of her, couldn’t get close enough.
Remembering where we were, I broke our kiss. “Morning, baby.”
“Good morning, Hot Shot.”
“Shall we?”
Taking her hand in mine, we started across the lot when the tiny hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I stopped abruptly, pushing her behind me as every protective instinct I had flared to life. Someone was watching us. Looking around, I didn’t notice anyone obvious. It was early, just after eight in the morning, so the streets were pretty empty. Still, I knew what I’d felt.
“What’s wrong?” Her hands landed on my back.
“Sorry.” I turned, recapturing her hand. “I didn’t mean to scare you. Thought I saw something, but it was nothing.”
Glancing over my shoulder, I searched the area one last time, unable to shake the unease unfurling in my gut, before ushering Quin through the lobby to the receptionist’s desk. As soon as she registered, Quin was taken to the back, then a few minutes later, the same nurse returned to show me the way. Opening the door, she motioned me inside and said, “The doctor will be in shortly.”
Quin was sitting on top of an exam table, her earlier outfit replaced with a blue paper gown. I grabbed a metal folding chair from against the far wall and pulled it over next to her.
“You aren’t going to pass out on me today, are you, Alec?”
“Of course not,” I scoffed.
“Knock, knock.” An older woman with graying hair, which was pulled back into a bun, entered the room along with a different nurse. “I’m Dr. Carrie Shultz. It’s nice to meet you.”
I’d never been more grateful than when I realized her doctor was female. Nothing against male obstetricians, I’m sure they were extremely professional. There was just no way in hell I’d be able to stand there, unaffected, while another man got up close and personal with Quin’s pussy. It may have made me a territorial asshole—which I was—but thankfully there was no need to stake my claim.
Once introductions were done and the doctor finished asking about her medical history, it was time for the physical part of the exam. She told Quin to lie back and place her feet on these weird looking metal things she pulled from the bottom of the table, then she took a seat on a rolling stool between her legs. The nurse, who I’d forgotten about, pushed over a machine and placed something which looked an awful lot like a condom over a long wand.
“Whoa. What the fuck is that?” I stood abruptly, ready to snatch my girl off the table and run like hell.
“Settle down, Alec,” Quin burst out laughing. “It’s an internal ultrasound.”
“Transvaginal ultrasound to be exact,” the doctor corrected. “Quin’s too early in her pregnancy for a regular ultrasound, so we will use this to confirm how far along she is and if we’re lucky, we’ll also hear the baby’s heartbeat.”
