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“Dr. Edwards will be ready for you both in a minute. Is this your first pregnancy?”
Frankie keeps quiet next to me. I nod slowly.
A bright smile spreads across her face as she claps her hands together.
“How wonderful, first-time parents. The first scan is always the scariest, you’ll be fine.”
I direct my attention to Frankie. I swear he’s stopped breathing; his face is incredibly pale.
“Are you okay?”
He sucks in a deep breath. “Yes.”
Perfect. Looks like both of us are on the edge today. I take a seat and Frankie stands in front of me, tapping his foot on the floor repeatedly. It makes me grit my teeth.
“Can you just sit down?” I hiss.
He turns his head to me and raises a brow. I snap my lips shut.
“Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Falcone.”
“Umm—” I reply, Frankie cuts me off by pulling me up out of the chair and smiling at the handsome doctor. He holds out his hand to Frankie, who firmly grips it to shake.
“Follow me.”
I pause, fear slowing my movements.
“Come on, it won’t hurt.” He presses a hand to the small of my back and guides me into the room.
“How do you know? Have you done this before?” I ask sarcastically.
His lips thin, but he doesn’t answer.
The doctor is putting on the latex gloves as I stare at a stretcher with stirrups in the middle of the room. I want to run away.
My mouth goes dry and I’m stuck in my place.
“You’ve got this, dolcezza,” Frankie whispers on the top of my head and places a kiss.
“If you could get yourself undressed from the waist down, prop yourself up with a leg in either stirrup, that would be great. Just give me a shout when you’re ready.”
Dr. Edwards pulls a curtain around the bed after handing me a paper towel material.
I nod.
Frankie takes the paper from my hand. “Breathe, Zara.”
I look up at him. He looks no better than me right now.
I shimmy off my panties and hold them out to Frankie. He gives me a weak smile and shoves them in his suit pocket.
“I want those back.” I squint my eyes.
I shuffle my dress up and position myself, exposed, with my legs open. Frankie places the paper over the top of my thighs and pulls up a seat right next to me. I expect him to sit, but he walks around, taking a step back.
“What a view,” he rasps, looking straight at my naked pussy and licking his lips.
“Stop it.” I do not feel sexy like this.
