Page 11 of Surrogate For My Best Friend’s Man 2

For a couple minutes it almost felt like none of that mess had happened. The doctor walked in carrying my chart. “I’m Dr. Patel.” He introduced himself before pulling up a stool. “I’ve looked over everything.”

I held my breath.

“The babies look good.” Dr. Patel let me know.

I finally exhaled.

“But…” He paused. “Your blood pressure is way too high.”

I hated hearing that because I knew they were going to keep me, I sighed. “I figured.”

“The amount of stress you’ve experienced today definitely didn’t help.” Dr. Patel let me know.

“No kidding.” I said sarcastically.

He smiled a little before turning serious again. “I’m admitting you for observation.”

My head turned toward him. “For how long?”

“I’d like to keep you overnight.” He answered.

“I can’t stay here.” I whined.

“You need to.” Dr. Patel let me know.

“I got stuff to do.” I whined.

“You’ve got two babies depending on you.” He said.

That shut me up. He looked over at Malik. “The biggest thing right now is keeping her calm.”

Malik laughed. “Good luck with that after today.”

Even the doctor smiled.

“I’ll do my best.” I mumbled.

After the doctor left, the room got quiet again. Malik pulled his chair closer. “You scared the hell outta me.”

I looked down. “I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing.” He rubbed my hand. “You ain’t pass out on purpose.”

I nodded. “I know.”

He leaned back in the chair for a second before letting out a long breath. “You know what still got me fucked up?”

I already knew where this was going. “The crazy ass chick that ruined my baby shower?” I asked.

“Who else?” He shook his head. “I still can’t believe she walked into that baby shower talking like that.”

Neither could I, I thought to myself.

“That woman is crazy as hell.” He laughed.

I forced a small laugh. “She is definitely different.”

“Different?” He looked at me. “Baby, that lady walked into a room full of people talking about your brother’s twins.” He shook his head again. “If your brother cheated on Alisha…” He paused. “…that’s fucked up.”