Page 37 of The Wrong Side Of Us

“Oh, that’s good.” I smiled at her.

Somehow after everything that happened, I didn’t feel she was necessarily a threat.

“How are you, Tommy?” Jessica asked Thomas. He shrugged, making her scoff. “Lighten up, Tommy dearest. Life’s too short to be worrying over things that won’t change. You know that. Tell him, Evelyn.”

“I don’t want to get dragged into this,” I mumbled. “But she is right.”

“Thank you,” Jessica nearly yelled. “Now, if two women are right, then they can’t be wrong, right?”

Thomas frowned, clearly not understanding what Jessica said. Oddly, I did understand and laughed because of that. Within a few minutes, I saw Nathan shaking hands with the couple and waving them goodbye before heading our way.

He pulled me into his arms despite being at the gallery and pressed a small kiss on my forehead before greeting Thomas. They shook hands as friends, a sign that their problems stayed behind.

“You think you can handle the gallery for a couple of hours?” Nathan asked Jessica as he glanced around the establishment.

“Of course.” Jessica waved him off. “I’ll be fine. Go do what you need to do or who you need to do,” she added, giving us a smirk.

“Oh my God.” I hid my reddened face behind Nathan’s arm as he laced our fingers together.

“All right, I’ll be back later,” Nathan said.

The whole way to the clinic, his hand rested over my still-flat belly as if unable to stay away. Comfortable silence surrounded us, while we both thought about what the future held for us. For some reason, I wasn’t scared. This was what I had always wanted: a family.

We waited eagerly in the lobby while Nathan eyed several magazines in silence. His eyebrows would furrow every time he read something surprising, and his eyes would widen in shock every time he read something unexpected about pregnancy.

“Holy shit,” Nathan breathed, loud enough for other patients in the waiting room to hear him. He didn’t seem to care. “Did you know the baby is basically going to pee inside you?”

My eyes widened at his loudness. “Be quiet, Nate.”

“Oooh.” He raised his eyebrows this time, smirking. “Orgasms induce childbirth.”

“Nathan,” I hissed, covering my face when a few couples looked back at us.

“What? It’s good to know in case you go past your due date. I mean, we don’t typically have a problem in that department so—”

“Evelyn Carson?”

“Oh, thank God.” I stood up quickly, rushing over to the nurse while leaving Nathan behind, though I knew he followed.

“Wait, Evie.” He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes when he caught up, placing his hand on my lower back.

Oh goodness, I couldn’t even imagine the type of questions he would ask the OBGYN when he saw her.

Oh no.

After weighing me, taking my blood pressure, and doing a urine test, we were finally in the exam room, waiting patiently for the doctor. Nathan kept looking through magazines, thoroughly amused at the information he was learning.

He was so excited, although I could have done without knowing some of the things he was telling me.

“Did you know you can have a bowel movement while in labor? Oh, and you’re basically growing a new organ, babe, your placenta.” He emphasized the word, widening his eyes for exaggeration. “So you’re a grower right now; your belly is growing, you’re growing a baby, you’re growing a placenta. Your boobs—”

A knock on the door interrupted my very excited boyfriend from saying anything else, and quickly, he closed the magazine and stood by my side.

Dr. Casey Murray walked into the exam room with a pretty smile, her light brown hair up in a ponytail and a tablet in her hands.

“So this is the new expectant couple. I’m Doctor Casey Murray, but you are welcome to just call me Casey.”

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