Page 86 of One Timer With A Wingman

“Everything is looking good. Your baby is growing on schedule,” the tech says.

“Fuck yeah,” I holler.

“Aaron, OMG,” she chides.

“Please excuse my boyfriend,” she apologizes to the tech.

She called me her boyfriend. It’s probably time we had a relationship talk because I feel like a lot more than her boyfriend.

“It’s okay. Daddies get excited too,” the tech says with a smile. “Okay, we are all done. Your results will be sent to your doctor.”

“Thank you,” Briar says.

“Thanks for including me again, you two,” Mom says. “I won’t keep you. You made my day.”

“Anytime,” Briar answers.

We end FaceTime. With just me and Briar in the room, I walk over to her and give her a hug and a kiss.

“Did you see our baby’s penis? It looks huge,” I note.

Her eyes turn wide as saucers. “What? Us Murrays are well hung.”

“I only want to know about you, and yes, Aaron, you’re very well hung,” she confirms and I can’t hide my pride.

She rolls her eyes.

“What?”

“You’re so cocky,” she says.

“I’m confident,” I correct. “So, can we start talking names? We’ve known Nugget is a boy and we haven’t discussed any name options.”

“We can start discussing names now,” she says. “I needed to know he was okay. I know it’s my anxiety getting in the way, but nothing ever goes my way. I was worried about him.” She palms her stomach.

“You heard the tech, everything looks good,” I assure.

“I know.” She smiles. “Let’s talk names. I’m ready.”

“What about Richard?” I offer with a grin. I don’t actually like the name, but I like to get a reaction out of her.

“The nickname for Richard is Dick. There’s no way we’re calling our son Dick,” she insists. She has her hair up in a ponytail as we walk out to the elevator. It’s swings and so does her fine ass.

I give it a light smack and she yelps. I laugh. “You have a point.”

“What about Oliver? Or Judah, or how about Timothy?” she suggests.

“No to all the above, and what is Timothy? I’m not calling our son Tim for short,” I say.

“Timothée Chalamet, he’s a French actor. He’s superhot.” She waves her hand in front of her face.

“Then I hate him. How about Aaron Jr.? You think I’m hot or else you wouldn’t have slept with me,” I tease.

She giggles. “You’re being ridiculous. Of course I think you’re hot, but we aren’t calling our son Aaron Jr.”

“Good, you think I’m hot because you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. I didn’t think you could get any prettier, but the pregnancy has made you radiant.”

“Aw.” Her eyes begin to tear, and she walks up to me and wraps her arms around my neck. “Aaron, that is the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.” She gives me a small peck on the lips. “I think I’m radiant from all the orgasms though, not the pregnancy. Most nights I have indigestion, and I don’t sleep well, that doesn’t make a person shine.”

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