“Believe me, you don’t want to know.”
“Z...”
“Come on, blame something. I’ll be there.”
I hang up before he can try to argue with me anymore and pull open the doors to the stairwell as I pull the door to the office open, stepping inside.
“Sherman.” The nurse calls her and I see her stand up, her shoulders slumped, and I can see the disappointment written all over her as she makes her way over to the nurse to go back into the room and I’m honestly not even sure what I’m doing here.
And I’m aware of how fucked up this whole thing, no, how fucked up I am.
The tech looks up at me, her eyes wide as I graze my fingers along the small of Tatum’s back.
“Oh, you must be the husband.” The tech says, flustered.
I feel Tatum freeze under my touch.
“I must be.” I nod my head, the thought alone making me feel like I’m floating as Tatum’s head snaps around and her eyes light up as she looks at me.
“I…”
“I know, I’m sorry I’m late.”
“It’s…” She trails as I lean in, kissing her cheek and she looks away, blush forming along her face.
“I wouldn’t miss this for anything.” I whisper into her ear before I pull away. The grin on the tech’s face is so large that I’m almost surprised she doesn’t have tears in her eyes.
“Come on back.” She tells us as I reach down, lacing my fingers in Tatum’s, and she bites her lip, trying to conceal her laughter.
She shows us into the room and tells Tatum to sit down on the bed before leaving the room.
“Why are you here?” She asks me quietly, and I just shrug.
“I can’t let you find out the sex alone.”
Her mouth just drops open. “How did you even know?”
“I can’t share all of my secrets.” I whisper, leaning into her.
“What would you have done if he were here?”
“He wasn’t.” I shrug my shoulders, leaning back. “I mean, I had no intentions of coming in when I originally stopped, but when I saw that look on your face, I had to do something. You don’t deserve to be in here alone through all of this.”
“So you decided to come inside?”
“I didn’t really decide anything. I just kind of reacted.” I lean into her again, so close that I rest my head against hers. “This is what.”
“Huh?” she leans her lips close towards mine.
“If it was my baby, this is just one of the things I’d do. You’d never go to an appointment alone.”
“Zane.” She whispers, leaning into me. I shouldn’t let her. I know that she’ll be upset with herself if she does.
The door opening causes both of us to jump back as we look at the tech walking in.
“Morning.” She smiles at us. “Alright, mommy, daddy, are we ready to find out what you’re having?”
“More than everything.” I tell the tech, my eyes not leaving Tatum.
