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“You must be Roman and Beau. I’m Constantine, but most call me Costas. I’m filling in for Dr. King because he’s with your brother, I’m told,” Costas said as he looked directly at Roman.
“Is Phineas all right?”
“Doing perfectly fine, from what I’ve heard. I think it’s more a precaution after what Alexander went through. Still waiting on the omega line to fully open at my last update.” Roman nodded, and I squeezed his hand. Costas glanced between us before he focused on me. “It seems as if your alpha is a bit worried. How about we go show him the baby in hopes it helps distract him for a bit.”
“Yes, please,” I said. I wanted nothing more than to calm Roman.
We followed Costas down the hallway and into the room on the left. It was already set up for me, and without a thought, I climbed up onto the table. I felt Roman’s hands on my waist, and with a little boost, I was on the table and turning around without issue. I was showing, sure, but I wasn’t so large that I couldn’t move. At least not yet. I had a feeling that I was going to show quite a bit more before I gave birth.
“I do wish to apologize to the both of you for the sudden change in provider without notice. I’ve worked with the council for years until they found Maxwell. I have been the coven doctorfor Master Edison and now Master Arthur for longer than I care to admit.”
I smiled at Costas. “I’m not upset. I understand that Phineas needs to be the focus for Dr. King.”
“Yes. How about we get to it?”
I nodded. I couldn’t help it—I was excited. I wanted to see my baby. Yes, I was worried about Phineas, but I couldn’t do more than offer support. It was probably wrong, but I wanted to see my baby.
“Please,” Roman said. “I agree with your earlier statement. A distraction would be nice, and Beau deserves to have his ultrasound.” Roman reached out and took my hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing the back of it.
“I agree. Maxwell will keep me updated if anything goes amiss, but he has said that Phineas is laboring quite well. He’s young, and that should help, despite the difficulty of gargoyle pregnancies,” Costas told us just before the lights in the room dimmed. Seconds later, there was an image floating in the air in front of us, and I gasped. There was no doubt what we were seeing: it was our little guy.
“That’s our baby,” I said.
“It is. He’s quite healthy and large for his gestational age.” Costas stared at the image that was projected for a moment before he looked over at us. “Do you happen to know if you were an overly large baby?”
“I’m not certain,” Roman said. “Most likely though. The twins were small, but they’re fox shifters and twins.”
Costas nodded. “I’ve read over Maxwell’s notes. He has your baby being due the first week of October. I’m not sure you will make it that long. Everything looks as it should. His gestational age is on track and exactly where it should be. The length of bones, organ development, all of those things are right where he should be at this age. His size is just larger.”
I sighed. “I’m not surprised. Roman isn’t as tall or wide in the shoulders as the dragons, but he’s not short either. Nor is he skinny like I am.”
Roman leaned close. “You’re perfect for me, sweetness. Don’t ever feel as if you aren’t.”
I smiled at my mate. He was always like that. From the beginning, he’d been so sweet. He had a sexy side too, one that I didn’t think others realized, but that was all right with me. I was more than happy to have all of Roman’s sexual fantasies just for me.
“Would you like to hear the heartbeat?” Costas asked, pulling us apart, but only slightly.
“Yes, please,” I said. I’d been able to “hear” our baby, but I didn’t know how to project his heartbeat or his images so Roman could see and hear him. The room was suddenly filled with the quick swishing sound of our little one. Roman’s hand squeezed mine while I felt his awe through our bond. I was so thankful that we were able to do this. Not only for me but for Roman. He had experienced so much heartbreak in his lifetime, and the fact that I was getting to spend my life and build a family with him was more than I ever thought I’d have.
There was a pinging sound, and when Costas pulled his phone from his pocket, the light from the screen illuminated his face in the darkened room. After a moment, he smiled, then turned the phone off. When he raised his head, I struggled to see his face, but his voice was clear.
“Phineas is in active labor and will be pushing soon,” Costas told us. Roman’s body tensed instantly, but it relaxed almost as quickly.
“We can go if you’d like,” I whispered.
Roman leaned down and kissed my forehead. “No. We’ll see them soon enough, I’m certain. This is important and where we need to be.”
I stared up at Roman for a long moment before I nodded. That seemed to be what Costas needed to continue with our ultrasound. The image of our baby turned, and then we were staring at tiny little toes. I couldn’t help but smile at the image projected. It made me want to hold our little one even more. Soon, I told myself.
Chapter 19
Roman
Ididn’t think Beau could be any cuter, but I’d been wrong. He was effectively three months into his four-month pregnancy, and I didn’t know if he had any more room to grow. I would never voice it out loud, but he had a waddle to him now, and it was the cutest thing. Of course, I did all that I could to make him as comfortable as possible. We had to be careful while getting him from our house to Treasure Ridge now, though, because there absolutely was no hiding the fact that he was pregnant. Sadly, that meant he’d had to start riding in the back seat of the SUV. I much preferred he rode up front with me, but we couldn’t risk him being seen by someone at a stoplight.
“Do you think they’ll let me hold the baby?” Beau asked, pulling me from my thoughts as we sat at a red light in Timber Valley. There were only three more streets to go before we would be through town, and then it would be only a few more minutes before we arrived at the cabin. “Of course they won’t. They’ve only met me the once when they were in the bakery. They don’t know me, so why would they let me hold the new baby.”
I shook my head and reached between the seats. Beau’s smaller hand found mine, and when he gave it a squeeze, I smiled. “I’m sure Phineas and Ramsey will have no issues withyou holding Rynn. All you need to do is ask. Yes, Ramsey is going to be a bit protective, but that’s normal for any alpha.”
