Page 48 of Falling in Love with Two

I’m a fucking moron.

Why are tables in the doctor's office the worst? The paper crinkles under my ass as I attempt to get comfortable. It’s no use, though.

I stare up at the ceiling and count the tiles, trying to pass the time while I wait. My phone is still in my pants pocket on the other side of the room, and I don’t feel like getting up to get it.

I do my best to keep my mind off of what I saw in the parking lot. I’m never going to see Dylan again, so whatever he’s doing now is his business. What I don’t get is why did he come seek me out after that first night? And why on God’s green Earth did he let me give him a tattoo?

I don’t know. I could spend the rest of my life trying to figure out why men do the things that they do, but I don’t think I have the time or energy to worry myself with all of that.

A soft knock on the door pulls me from my thoughts. A woman who looks like she’s younger than I am pokes her head in.

“Miss Hargrove?” She asks in a cheerful voice.

“That’s me.

With a warm smile, she comes in and closes the door behind her. Taking a seat on the rolling stool, she says, “My name is Marcy, and I’m the nurse practitioner here. I’m just going to ask you some questions and get you all ready for the doctor.”

“Okay, great.”

She takes a moment to look through my paperwork. “It looks like you’re here to get your annual exam and get a new IUD put in.”

“Yes.”

Another silence while she reads. “Okay, it looks like the only thing missing is the date of your last period.”

I have to think for a second because I’m not entirely sure. “About five weeks, I guess,” I say, although I’m not entirely sure.

A crease forms between her brows.” Hm, okay.”

“I’ve never had normal periods,” I tell her. “Even with the IUD, they’ve never been reliable.”

“Okay, well, before we can get the new one put in, we will need to do a pregnancy test.”

“That’s not necessary,” I tell her. “I’m always super careful.”

“Have you had sex recently?”

I nod.

“Then, it’s necessary. We can’t put in the new IUD until we know for sure. Just a precaution.” The smile she gives me now is much more annoying than the previous ones.

She stands up and opens one of the cabinets before handing me a plastic cup with a lid.

“Just go the restroom next door and fill up. There will be a little door in there you can put it in, and I’ll check back with you in a few minutes.”

Rolling my eyes, I stand up to do as she says, careful to hold the gown closed in the back so that no one sees my ass along the way.

I have no trouble filling up the cup since I had a Big Gulp of Dr. Pepper earlier today. I do my business, wash my hands, and leave the sample where I’m supposed to before heading back to the room.

This time, I’m smart enough to grab my phone before jumping back up on the table. I open up some stupid farming game and get lost in it for a few minutes while I wait for Marcy to come back. I try not to spend a ton of time on my phone, so I’m usually sketching something. But I figured it would be awkward to bring in my huge sketch pad.

I let out a huge sigh into the empty room. I’m ready to get out of here and go home. I’ve been so busy lately that I’m exhausted. I just want to take a long nap and not wake up until tomorrow. Amy works late and then has plans with Jamie, so I will have the place to myself.

Marcy comes walking in and takes a seat back on the stool. “Leah, I’ve got good news and bad. The bad news is that we aren’t going to be able to get you a new IUD today. The good news is that you’ve got a bun in the oven.”

It takes a second to comprehend what she just said. When it finally kicks in, I immediately start laughing. Hysterically laughing as though the woman is joking.

Pointing my finger at her, I say, “That was a good one. You got me.”

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