Page 93 of Moon's Promise

She didn’t miss the way Moon’s poker face turned foreboding at finding Jet in the lobby.

“Why is he here?”

“Jet drove me here. He’s waiting to drive me back to Jamestown.”

“I’ll drive you back.”

“On your motorcycle? I don’t feel comfortable riding on a motorcycle. I’m fine driving back with Jet. We need to get started. Lana has to get back to the hospital.”

Larissa walked into the examination room and sat on the exam table as Lana took a stethoscope out of the cart she had set up for her sister to save time.

Moon took a position against the wall as Priss shut the door.

“You can take the chair, Moon.” Priss moved around Lana to ready the equipment for the ultrasound.

Larissa sat self-consciously as Lana did a routine check of her vital signs.

“I see Priss has taken your weight. You’ve gained a pound. How are you feeling?”

“Good.”

Her sister gave her a concerned frown as the blood pressure gave a beep. “Your blood pressure is slightly elevated. That’s new.”

Larissa felt blood rushing to her cheeks when she saw Lana and Priss glance toward Moon. who was still standing against the wall, observing them in silence.

“I want you to take the blood pressure kit home with you. Text me the readings. I want to keep an eye on it.”

“Okay,” Larissa agreed.

“Lie back.”

As she lay down on the exam table, she felt Moon’s eyes on her. So far, she had managed to look in his direction only sparingly. His cold expression showed he’d rather be anywhere than in a room with them.

Staring at the ceiling, she blinked back tears. This was all her fault. She could practically read the feelings come off him in waves. Her carrying his child was Moon’s worst nightmare.

When she felt a tap on her arm, she glanced back down to meet Lana’s concerned eyes. Silently, she gave her a thumbs-up that she was okay.

“Everything is looking good,” Lana told her. “Moon, do you want to see?” Lana pushed a button so they could listen to the baby’s heartbeat as Moon came to stand next to the machine.

Watching him from under her lashes, Larissa didn’t notice one change in his countenance, so she turned her head and stared at the blank wall.

“Do you have any questions, Moon?” Lana asked politely as she turned the machine off and began wiping the gel off Larissa’s abdomen.

“He’s healthy?”

Larissa sucked in her breath as Moon spilled she was having a boy.

“What?” Moon stared at them while Lana and Priss glared at him, aghast at what he had done.

Priss’ hands went to her hips. Larissa thought it was to prevent herself from hitting him with the metal tray, which was on the table next to her.

“When I texted you the information that you were having a boy, I specifically reminded you that Larissa wanted the baby’s gender to be a surprise!”

Larissa turned her face away.

Rather than be apologetic, Moon doubled down. “Was it a surprise when I told you?”

Larissa turned back to Moon. “We’re done here.” She made sure to keep her tone even so he couldn’t hear how badly he had hurt her. “I haven’t had lunch yet. If you wouldn’t mind, could you get us a table at King’s? I’d like to talk with you before I go back to Jamestown.”

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