Page 120 of High Stick Heartthrob

“Yeah, you look it,” I said.

Before he had a chance to say anything else, the door opened to the actual exam rooms.

A nurse stepped out and looked at Atlas.

Her eyes grew wide.

Then she looked at me.

“Uh, Hazel?”

“That’s me,” I said.

I put my hand out and Atlas helped me up.

I didn’t exactly need the help, but if I had to admit it, the last week or so I began to feel some new things when it came to my body. Every day it seemed my stomach got bigger. Then came the boobs part of it all. They were bigger, for sure. Thicker and fuller. And they hurt a lot. It came in gentle waves and sometimes it came in punching waves. I had to buy new bras too. A whole cup size bigger.

Wonder if you bet on that with your asshole hockey buddies, Atlas.

My lower back hurt.

My middle back hurt.

My upper back hurt.

So, yeah, pregnancy was just rolling right along.

I held hands with Atlas all the way to the ultrasound room.

When I realized we were actually holding hands, I pulled away.

I had to get on the scale, which meant giving Atlas evil eyes, warning him to get out of sight.

Of course I weighed more than I did last time.

I was supposed to.

Even still, as a woman, seeing the number going up made me cringe.

Once in the ultrasound room, I climbed up on the table, Atlas at my side, ready to help if I asked.

I didn’t ask.

He stood there.

We waited in silence.

This all seemed so fitting.

My dream pregnancy, right?

Pregnant by a guy on a first date that wasn’t supposed to be a date.

Then him offending me by what he said.

Then me offending him by what I said.

Months went by…

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