“He is.”
We said it in unison, causing her to smile. She was pretty. And young. It made me wonder if there was something going on between her and Drifter. Since Drifter had claimed they were friends. I caught Bolo studying her—not staring in a disrespectful way, but in a way that said he was going to interrogate Drifter later about her, too. I bit back a smile.
She sat down on a stool in front of the computer. She was reading through the information the nurse had already entered there. “Dax told me you were running a small fever and had a high blood pressure reading?”
“Dax?” I asked, confused.
“Drifter,” Bolo told me. “His name is Dax.”
“Oh. Yeah.” I nodded at her.
“How far along are you?”
“Um…I think about twelve weeks? I think?” I silently did the math in my head, trying to remember when our night togetherhad been without having to pull out my phone to check my calendar.
“Have you seen a doctor yet?”
“No. Well, just to get a blood test to confirm the pregnancy. I had an appointment with an OB in three days, but…” I didn’t finish because obviously we were here with her now.
“Okay. Well, with your…age.” She looked up and gave me an apologetic look. “And possibly high blood pressure, that’s going to put this in the high risk category.”
My brows shot up. “I’m only thirty-five…”
Her smile turned wry. “Unfortunately, the medical field considers that a geriatric pregnancy.”
“You’re kidding me?” Bolo asked, looking as surprised as I was.
“Sorry,” she told me again.
“No, it’s…fine. I just didn’t realize,” I replied, but inside I was cringing.Geriatric? Ouch!Like I would be using a walker on my way to the Labor and Delivery ward. My lips twitched at the thought.
“The good news,” she said, spinning on her little chair to focus on me, “is that means we’ll be keeping a closer eye on you. If you’d like to stay with my practice, we’ll go ahead and start regular ultrasounds for you. In fact, there’s a Maternal Fetal Medicine practice next door that I like to work with as well.”
“Okay. And yes, I’d like to move forward with you.” She was the only one so far that hadn’t just turned me away and told me to call back when I was ten weeks along. I had a feeling I was getting placed in the ‘we’re going to watch you closely’ category as a favor to Drifter. Which meant I owed him, too. And of course none of this was possible without Bolo. Of course, I wouldn’t be pregnant if it wasn’t for Bolo…
“I’ll do the first ultrasound here today, if you’re okay with that?”
I nodded, excited, even though I wasn’t feeling very good, to possibly get to see my baby.
“At twelve weeks we should be able to see everything we need to.
“Okay,” I said. I was excited at the thought of getting to see my baby for the first time.
Bolo stayed quiet as the doctor kept asking questions and going over things with me. He was in the chair in the corner, though the chair almost wasn’t big enough to hold his huge frame.
“Any other symptoms you’ve been having?” Dr. Natalie asked, turning back to her computer again.
“Awful morning sickness.” I gave Bolo a guilty look, then focused back on her. “I’ve lost a couple of pounds already.”
I did my best to avoid Bolo’s gaze. I hadn’t exactly told him that I’d been losing weight.
Natalie nodded. “I’ll go ahead and prescribe you Zofran, but you can also try these as well.” She handed me a paper with some medications written down that I could pick up on my own, without a prescription. “We need you to be able to eat though, so if those don’t work, use the Zofran.”
“Thank you.”
“She has a fever today, too,” Bolo reminded her when I didn’t bring it up.
The doctor nodded again. “Dax mentioned that as well.” She came over and took my blood pressure. The nurse had done it when we’d first been shown into the room. “One thirty-eight over eighty-nine. Still hasn’t come down from earlier.”
