Page 106 of Falling in Love with Two

She zooms in on the face. “Aw. They’re sucking their thumb.”

Dylan holds my hand while kissing me on the cheek. “There’s our baby.”

“Yeah, it is.” I smile while my eyes stay glued to the screen.

“Let’s see if we can get them to move around a little.” The tech pushes on my stomach.

“It was kicking like crazy before you came in here.”

“Of course. That’s how it usually goes.”

Finally, she pushes in the right spot, and the baby rolls over a couple of times, trying to get comfortable again.

“Do you guys want to know the sex?” She asks.

Dylan speaks before I can. “No.”

I look at him in disbelief. “We don’t? Speak for yourself, Sparky.”

He backpedals a bit. “We do want to know. But can you put it in a little envelope for us?”

My disbelief has morphed into utter confusion. “Why?”

“Because I have a little surprise planned for you.”

The tech smiles. “No problem at all.”

I have no clue what Dylan has up his sleeve, but knowing him, it’ll be something good. So, I opt not to worry about it right now and instead enjoy the last few minutes of watching the monitor.

When we finish, she hands us some photos she printed and an envelope before upselling us to spend twenty bucks to add the whole video on a DVD. Of course, Dylan buys it. I had no doubt that he would.

I wipe the goo off my belly, and we get ready to go. The tech leaves the room so that we have a moment alone.

Neither one of us say a word, but he comes over and wraps his arms around me. No matter what is going on, good or bad, his hugs always make me feel better. Right now, not a single part of me even feels sad, but being in his arms is still comforting.

Once we are out of the room, we pay the copay and get on the road.

“Where are we going?” I ask.

“Can’t it be a surprise?”

“No.” I laugh. “I guess it could be, but I may have no nails by the time we get there.”

He grabs my hand and holds it up. “You don’t have any nails anyway.”

“Okay, then. I’ll start chewing your nails.”

He yanks his hand away. “Woman, don’t even think about it.”

“Oh, I think you’re safe. They’d probably taste like motor oil.”

That gets a laugh out of him. “Alright, full disclosure? I had something planned that was pretty epic, but the rain has kind of ruined it. So, I improvised.”

“Full disclosure? That literally tells me nothing.”

He grins. “I know, right?”

Trying to occupy my mind, I fiddle with the radio.

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