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If he thinks my vagina would be permanently stretched out from an ultrasound, then what does he think happens after giving birth?
“Now, shall we see how big your little peanut has grown?” She gets up and grabs the tube of gel. “I warmed it up for you.”
“Oh, thank you. It’s more enjoyable when the gel is warm.”
The doctor concentrates as she checks on the baby’s heartbeat and organs. She pauses for a few moments to let Joseph listen to our baby’s heartbeat.
He stares at me with love in his eyes. “It’s even better in person.”
The morning after our date, I shared all the ultrasound pictures with him. We listened to the baby’s heartbeat, and I showed him the 4D ultrasound. He didn’t really like that one, saying it was creepy seeing our baby like a clay monster.
“Alright, here we are.” The doctor pauses for a moment before clicking a few keys on the keyboard. “Congratulations Mommy and Daddy, you have a very healthy, very active baby boy.”
A boy.
Joseph stands up and leans closer to the screen to see our baby. “Are you sure?”
She shows him the baby’s legs and right in the middle, without a shadow of a doubt, is our baby boy’s junk. She laughs. “Yeah, I’m pretty confident you are having a boy.”
My eyes water as I imagine a baby Joseph growing up and running around, causing trouble with his friends the way Joseph does now. He turns to face me and presses his lips to mine.
“A boy. We are having a boy.” He says as if he’s going into shock. He sits back down and stares at the screen, showing our baby.
“A little boy who you can teach to play hockey.”
A grin forms on his face before falling. I know what he’s thinking. ‘If I continue playing hockey.’
I squeeze his hand reassuringly.
The doctor helps clean me up before handing me an envelope with today’s ultrasound pictures and a pop up card showing the baby’s gender.
After we make a follow-up appointment, we rush home to get ready for the baby shower.
I change into a cute maternity dress, and Joseph stays in his jeans and fitted t-shirt. I don’t mind because he looks sexy as hell and all I can think about is jumping his bones.
“Stop looking at me like that, Alexandra, or we will be skipping the baby shower.”
“I can’t help it when you look the way you do.” I admit.
He stalks toward me and pins me to the wall. One hand wraps around the back of my neck and the other hand gentlycups my baby bump. “How do you think I feel? Seeing you pregnant with my child is the biggest turn on of all time. All I can think about is burying my cock in your pussy.”
I moan at the thought. At this rate, with the way Joseph is staring at me, I’m going to be pregnant constantly.
His lips press against mine as his hand lightly grips the back of my neck. Our lips move together as our tongues duel. I press my body against his, needing to be closer to him.
He backs up a few steps. “I don’t want to squish our baby.”
I chuckle. “You won’t. There’s plenty of cushion protecting our baby. He is only the size of a banana.”
Joseph cocks his head. “A banana, huh?”
I nod. “That’s what my book says.”
He shrugs. “If you say so. Come on, let’s go. Our guests are waiting.”
I guess our moment is over, but there will be more. Even if I have to pull him into a closet for a quickie, I’ll get some relief today.
He tucks a gun into the back of his jeans and at my questioning look he says, “We always have to be prepared. We don’t know when Giuseppe will pop back up and with a huge event like this, we need to expect the worst.”