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MOLLY
My first prenatal visit went fine.
Except I can’t say the same for the doctor performing the exam, because when he went to do the breast examination, Kai hovered over him like he was about to start a boxing match where he was going to use the doctor’s arms as weapons.
When the doctor concluded the appointment, he told me to schedule my next visit with the receptionist at the front, and asked whether I’d like a female doctor instead.
Kai answered yes to that for me as I glowered at him intimidating the male doctor out of the room.
The moment the door clicks shut, I smack Kai in the chest.
“What’s wrong with you?” I gripe, receiving his unamused frown in return. “I don’t know if that man was able to get a full exam done because you were too busy glowering at him.”
“He got more than a handful,” Kai grumbles back, returning his attention to the door. “And I don’t like him.”
“He’s a doctor.”
“And I don’t like him.”
“He’s adoctor,” I retort again. “And he’s doing his job.”
Kai shakes his head and looks back at me. “A woman doctor knows how to make another woman feel more comfortable. You weren’t.”
I open my mouth to argue over that fact, however, Kai isn’t wrong. But there were a plethora of reasons why I wasn’t relaxed during the appointment.
And one of them is standing right next to me as though we didn’t break up, and he’s doing the whole bodyguard thing with me.
Besides, it would be more ideal to have a female doctor, just because doctors make me a tad anxious already. Combined with the way Kai tensed and planned murder in his head, I think it’ll be best for both of us if a female doctor is assigned to me.
“Whatever you want,” I reply, sliding off the leather table and being careful to not miss the small step.
Kai cups my elbow, guiding me down to the floor, and wraps the thin gown around my back. “Get dressed, baby, and I’ll take you to lunch.”
I’m not hungry, but it’s not just about me anymore.
I miss Kai and the girls.
I miss being home.
Which, technically, it never was, but I miss it all the same.
I’ve been staying at my best friend’s house for two weeks and it’s been nothing but miserable. She talks too much, is up my ass too much, and the constant questions that unfold from her mouth are enough to drive me insane. I know I have to find another place where I can find some peace.
It’s just that I’ve been procrastinating because it means another commitment and I’m not sure where Kai and I are going to land.
“I’m okay,” I tell him. “I ate before I came.”
Reaching for my clothes, I feel the heaviness of his stare and it makes me sick to know that we have unresolved issues between us.
And that I don’t know how to bring them up.
It’s this heavy cloud that hovers over us and just coming back to the idea behind it still makes it feel awkward.
I never should’ve left.
Not only did I make more work for myself by moving all my belongings out of Kai’s house, but I’ve tortured myself and him in the process. I’m fully aware of the reason I left. We weren’t progressing in solving the issue we faced.
However, the more time passes, the more irritated I get, because it was all time wasted. And I miss him.
