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When she looks directly at Damon, my stomach churns. This is the moment.
“I got your lawyer’s NDA, Damon,” Dr. Griffin says. “My entire staff has signed them, and we’ve sent them back over, but I wanted to assure you that I cannot and would not share anything about you two anyway. My staff knows the rules as well. So please feel safe here, and from this point, we can definitely do before- or after-hours appointments.”
The perks of being a famous pro athlete.
“Thank you, I appreciate it and hope it wasn’t too much trouble.” Damon glances at me. “The press will be all over this, and I’d rather not put Adeline through that during the pregnancy.”
Dr. Griffin smiles. “That’s very nice of you, and it makes me happy since I get to say congratulations to you.”
My attention focuses on Damon to judge his reaction.
He turns to stare at my stomach, inhales deeply, and smiles. It isn’t a forced smile, but a real, true smile that meets his eyes. And damn it all to hell, that smile brands my heart. Even though he’s only had a short time to soak this information in, he’s happy that he’ll be a father.
She hands the papers to each of us and leans back in her seat, watching our reactions.
Damon’s hand reaches toward me, but he retracts it. “There’s a lot we’ll have to figure out now.”
Ever since he showed up at my school, I’ve wondered where the smart-mouthed, flirtatious version of Damon Siska is, because he’s all business with me. I’m sure his lawyer will have papers for me to sign. My stomach tightens, and my heart falters for a beat. How did I never consider the fact that he’s got more money and resources than me?
Oh god, I need to get my own lawyer.
“Let’s set up your next appointment. I know you didn’t get to see the ultrasound, Damon. Would you like to do another one? There would be a cost involved.”
“Cost is no problem. I’d love to.” Damon sits on the edge of his seat, probably ready to throw out some credit card with no spending limit.
“Are you okay with that, Adeline?” Dr. Griffin asks me. What does she expect me to say now that she’s already put it out there?
“Sure.”
Damon smiles at me.
“Also, I know you discussed with Adeline that she doesn’t want to know the sex of the baby, but if you do want to know, Damon, I can tell you.”
Damon shakes his head. “No. We’ll wait. I like the idea of it being a surprise.” He smiles at me again.
I force one of my own. This is all slipping out of my control. For the past six months, I’ve been the one who decided everything. Now that it’s confirmed he’s the father, I realize he has as much say in things as I do.
We make our next appointment, and Dr. Griffin walks us out of her office, down the vacant hallway, and through the quiet waiting room.
“Thank you,” Damon says, putting out his hand.
“You’re welcome. Congratulations again. I know you two have a lot to figure out, but I have a feeling it will all work out.” She winks in my direction.
I want to shake my head and say I don’t need us to be a family. I mean, we will be our own version of a family, but not one where Damon and I share the same bed.
Although he is skilled in that department. More skilled than anyone else I’ve ever been with. By a mile.
We say goodbye and walk over to the elevator, ride down to the cars, and stand behind his vehicle for a moment.
“You’re okay with the news?” I ask.
He shrugs. “I already figured.”
“Because I’m not the type who sleeps around?” I doubt he means it as an insult, but I’m taking it as one. Just because I’m not like that girl who threw herself in his arms wearing nothing but a string bikini and a cover-up that day, who says I couldn’t have found another guy to sleep with me that month?
“You’re taking offense to that?” His eyebrows raise.
“No, but I’m not some single crazy cat lady who knits on Friday nights and cries into her ice cream bowl on Saturdays.”
