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Robin burst out laughing as she wiped away the tears.
Chapter Twelve
“You both look nervous,” Randall said.
Robin held Preacher’s hand, feeling a little sick. “Not nervous. Our baby has been, you know, a little evasive.”
“You do know in some cases the sex of the baby is never confirmed until birth. I can’t give you an answer if the little guy or girl doesn’t want me to see.” Randall sat on the chair beside her, clicking on the monitor in front of him.
“I get it.” She turned to Preacher. “We want to know if it’s a boy or girl.”
“So long as it will let us.”
“It?” Robin asked.
“What? I don’t know what else to call … that thing.”
“Seriously. Our baby, our child, baby, any kind of reference to our child being someone rather than an it.”
“You’re taking it a little too personally. I think her hormones are all out of whack, Doctor,” Preacher said.
“He blames everything on the hormones. I no longer enjoy chocolate pancakes and it’s all because of my hormones. I swear if I didn’t like him one day, he’d blame the baby.”
“Probably.”
Randall chuckled. “It’s good to see you two like this. I did worry you wouldn’t be able to work out your differences, but now I see you’re both giving each other a real chance. Now, this gel will be a little cold. We’ve gone through this before.”
She nodded. It was cold on her stomach. She took a deep breath and then she heard the beautiful sound of a heartbeat.
“Good and strong, I like that. So I hear you two will be getting married in a couple of weeks,” Randall said.
“We’re having a small ceremony at the clubhouse,” Robin said.
“To which you’re invited, if you’d like,” Preacher asked.
“I did wonder. I’ve yet to receive my invitation in the mail.”
“We didn’t send any out, so you’d be waiting. We knew we were coming to see you, and so we waited to invite you in person,” Robin said. “Of course if you’d like to come, that is.”
“I would love to. It would be nice to see you both happy and settling down. Why the clubhouse? Why not in a church?” Randall asked.
Robin looked at her fiancé. He’d been the one to suggest the church. “I didn’t want to get married in a church. I feel our life together began at the clubhouse and that’s where we should be united.” She smiled at him. “Where did you and your wife have your ceremony?”
“Ah, we had it the good old traditional way. Lots of family. Lots of expectation.”
“Did you hate it?”
“Loathed it. Couldn’t stand it. Never wanted to do any of it, but I didn’t have much choice. I loved my woman, and she’s the one I would go to the ends of the earth for. There will always be someone out there for you.”
“You believe that?” Preacher asked.
“Tell me what you think when you look at your woman. There’s no one else like her. You’ll do anything for her. It’s how life is supposed to be, and I refuse to believe in anything different. Now, let’s see if we can get this little one to show us what they are.”
Robin felt Preacher’s lips on her hand. She couldn’t have been happier. The dress she intended to wear was already picked out. It was one she’d been wanting since she was young.
“We have an answer,” Randall said. “Do you both still want to know?”
“Yes,” they said in unison.
