Page 29 of The Boss's Triplet Surprise

“I like it. But you should be in charge of names. You’re really kind to let me be involved, but this is your baby, first and foremost.”

Leah knew that Dan was trying to be considerate, but his words hit her in the heart like a stone. For a moment, she’d felt like they were any other couple choosing a name for their beloved baby on the way. Dan’s words were a reminder that their situation was very far from normal and that they weren’t really equal partners.

She was on her own.

“All done.” Larry held up three small vials of blood. “Good distraction, Dad.”

Dan blinked, and Leah saw that he was as struck by the name as she was. He recovered quickly, though.

“Just trying to do my part.”

“I’ll get these off for testing right away.”

“Thanks.”

Larry bid them a quick goodbye and left with the vials. A moment later, Moira returned.

“Well, I had certain plans for today, but it might be best to put them on hold until the test comes back. You two can head home. I’ll have the lab text you the results, probably sometime later this evening, although it could be tomorrow morning. Try to put it out of your minds as much as you can.”

Leah and Dan exchanged a glance, and Moira chuckled.

“I know that’s easier said than done.”

“Just a little,” Dan joked.

“After we get the results, I’ll contact you with next steps — either proceeding with assisted conception as we’d planned or switching you over to pregnancy care.”

“Thank you, Moira.” They said their goodbyes and left. As they got in the car, both were silent. Then Dan turned to Leah.

“Do you still want to come over to my house? We can order some food and try to keep our minds off the results, like Moira suggested.”

“That sounds good.” Leah sighed. “I just wish we could know right now. I feel like there’s no other explanation for the missed period, but it also seems silly to assume that I’m pregnant after just one night together.”

“You are taking Forenal, though. I wouldn’t be surprised if that boosted our chances a lot. Was the timing of our night together…”

“Yes. It would add up.” Leah sighed again. “But let’s try not to think about it.”

“Aye, aye.” Dan turned on the radio to a pop song and navigated them out of the parking lot. “You’ll like my apartment.”

“Will I? I’m expecting a bachelor pad.”

“You wound me.”

Yet, when they reached his apartment, it was exactly a bachelor pad. They took the elevator up to Dan’s floor, where the elevator doors opened directly into his living room.

“Wait a minute. Is this whole floor yours?”

“Yep.” Dan stepped out of the elevator. “Follow me.”

They walked from the living room through the house in a quick tour. Leah saw room after room with the same décor. The walls were painted an off-white and the furniture was mostly steel and glass. It was the least homey place Leah had ever seen and she said as much.

“Hey!” Dan turned to her, mock-offended. “It’s very homey.”

“Your only piece of decoration is this black-and-white picture of a bridge. All your furniture is black leather. The only colorful thing I see in here is my dress. And you’re telling me this is homey?”

“Come on. How much better is your apartment?”

“Much better. I have pictures on the walls of my friends and family. I have rugs. I have pillows. My couch is soft and comfortable.” Leah raised her eyebrows. “Is there really any competition?”

---