Page 81 of Playing It Forward

She blinks at me. “What? I can’t be excited the daddy’s here?”

I wag a finger at her. “Don’t act all innocent. I know for a fact you’re one of the biggest gossips on Smuggler’s Hideaway. News Nolan was here will spread through the island faster than smugglers running from the Prohis.”

Nolan scowls. “Hold on. You’re our doctor. You can’t spread rumors about Terri. Especially not with her medical history.”

Jasmine raises her hands. “Don’t worry, quarterback daddy. I won’t tell anyone what happens in this room. But I’m not responsible for the old smugglers who have lunch in the hospital cafeteria.”

His shoulders relax. “Okay.”

She sighs. “I wish I could find a strapping quarterback to sweep me off my feet and impregnate me.”

Nolan drops his arm around my shoulders. “Sorry. This quarterback is taken.”

He presses a kiss against my hair and I practically melt into him. I haven’t needed anyone to take care of me since I was ten. I didn’t realize what I was missing out on.

Jasmine swipes her tablet. “Today is to establish the due date of your baby.”

I clear my throat. “We already know the due date.”

“The ultrasound is more accurate.”

I motion to the exam table. “I guess you want me to undress and hop on.”

“No need. Since you’re still early, we’ll do a transvaginal ultrasound today.”

Nolan’s brow wrinkles. “Transvaginal?”

She waves a wand. “It means through the vagina.”

He gulps. “You’re putting that in her?”

I pat his hand. “If you think this is bad, you definitely shouldn’t attend a pap smear.”

His face is now green. “Pap smear?”

The doctor giggles. “Leave Dad alone.” She pats the table. “Hop on and undress from the waist down.”

My cheeks heat. I assumed I’d get undressed behind a screen and put on a hospital gown. Those gowns are hideous, but they’re better than being naked from the waist down in bright lights.

“Daddy, dim the lights,” Jasmine orders.

He kisses my cheek before standing. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before. You’re gorgeous, sprite.”

I wait until the lights are dimmed and stand. I remove my underwear before climbing onto the table. Jasmine holds up a sheet and I draw up my dress until my bottom half is exposed. She lays the sheet on me before pulling out the stirrups.

She taps them. “You know the deal.”

Knowing the deal and wanting to expose myself with the man I’m obsessed with in the room are two distinct things. I scowl. I’m not obsessed with Nolan.

He’s my baby daddy. And he’s very good with his mouth and hands. And he takes care of me. And… I’m obsessed.

Nolan growls. “What’s this?”

Jasmine waves the wand at him again. “Transvaginal, remember?”

He sways before catching himself on the back of a chair. “I remember.”

“I can’t wait until the birth. This is so much fun.”