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Graham
There’sa life-size uterus diagram on the wall right in front of me. Complete with all the inner workings, including the birth canal. Which Emery made sure to inform me is exactly where I stuck my dick.
And now… I’m rethinking my entire life.
Cocking my head to the side, I read the small wording next to the arrows on the diagram that point out the medically correct name.
Fallopian tube.
Interesting.
“You are far too interested in that thing.” Emery sighs. Her arms are crossed over her chest, pushing her already growing breasts against the thin fabric of her t-shirt. It’s been too long since I’ve touched her, and I’m fucking losing my mind.
I mean, it’s not like I ever stopped wanting her, but now with the baby, everything is different.
She’s moody, yet I can see her check me out when she thinks I’m not looking. I’m biding my time and waiting for my hot-as-fuck baby mama to cave and give us what we both want. Until then, I’ll respect her request for space.
“It’s interesting. I’ve never actually seen the inside. How does a baby… fit in there?”
“Davidson,” a nurse calls, appearing from behind the door leading to the exam rooms.
I stand with Emery, suddenly nervous as fuck. I’ve had time to process the fact that we’re going to be parents, but it’s so much more real when you're standing next to plastic uteruses, and there’s a step-by-step diagram of a water birth playing on the tv.
My throat feels a bit tighter as I take a rough, shaky inhale of breath. We follow behind the nurse into the long white hallway lined with awards with Dr. Ronald Brown’s name.
Thankfully, this guy’s name precedes him. He’s an award-winning gynecologist that comes highly recommended. Emery spent hours reading reviews and looking at their certifications before she booked an appointment. I’m still nervous as hell, no matter how many credentials the guy has.
Finally, we’re led into a room off the far end of the hallway. It’s bright white, like the rest of the hospital, but decorated with florals. I take a seat opposite the exam table, and while the nurse and Emery are talking, I take a closer look at the paintings.
Wait…
“Those are vaginas.” Emery says quietly.
My eyes widen. Holy fuck, they are. They're painted into the flowers like they are blooming from them.
Wow.
“I’m impressed.”
“Women are a work of art. It’s actually amazing what a woman’s body can do.” She says.
I drag my gaze from the flower vagina to Emery, who’s holding onto a paper gown. “I’ve seen firsthand how amazing women are. My ma is the best one I know.”
She nods. “She sounds like an amazing woman.” Averting her gaze, she steps behind the tall curtain to change into the gown, and then reappears a few seconds later with it barely closing behind her.
“This has to be the most unattractive thing to ever grace my body.”
“Nah, you could wear a trash bag and still be the hottest woman in the room.”
That earns me a small smile, and I’ll fucking take it. Emery’s beautiful without it, but when she smiles... My heart pounds against my chest, desperate for more.
She hops back up onto the exam table and swings her feet, clad in hot pink socks, back and forth.
“It’s going to be weird. Telling all of our friends and family we’re having a baby together.”
“I don’t know. I think they’ll probably be shocked but then excited. The guys have always supported me, no matter what it is.”
A hard knock vibrates the door, causing us both to glance at the man walking through it. He’s older, with gray hair and a clean-shaven face, with a pudgy stomach, and red, rosy cheeks.
