Page 207 of Accidental Theirs
“Yes, please!”
“Let’s see… There’s the heartbeat,” she says, and all three men stare at the screen. “And there’s a face, and ooh... It’s a little girl.”
Excitement rushes through me. “A little girl? Really?”
“Abigone,” she says, and then frowns.
I frown back, worried. “What do you mean? Is that bad?”
“Let me get the doctor for you.” She rushes out, and Damien reaches over to rub my arm.
“It's going to be okay, sweetheart.”
His voice is low and comforting, but my stomach aches.
I put my hand to it and feel her jumping around in there.
I put his hand on my stomach.
His eyes light up. “She’s moving around.”
“Like a soccer player,” Sebastian pipes up and I laugh.
Dominic is just staring at the ultrasound, his brown eyes wet.
“Dom? Are you okay?”
He blinks and tears run down his face. “We’re going to have a little girl.”
“We are.” Tears well in my eyes too, threatening to spill, but Damien wipes them away.
The doctor comes in, and we all give him full attention.
“There’s a slight problem. The baby may be too big to deliver naturally given your small frame.”
“What does that mean?” Damien asks.
“It means she may have to have surgery. A Caesarian section.”
“Where they cut me open? No, thanks. Can I try to deliver naturally?”
Dominic takes my hand.
The doctor nods. “That’s the plan. But if things go sideways...”
“Then of course, I’ll do the surgery.” I’m firm on this, but I want a chance to give birth to my baby girl on my own. “If it’s what’s best for the baby...”
“It’s what’s best for you, too. Ms. Carter. There could be complications if we don’t plan ahead.”
“I was a c-section baby, and I turned out fine,” Sebastian says, and I smile at him gratefully for trying to lighten the mood.
The ultrasound tech returns with ultrasound pictures, and I look down at my baby’s blurry face.
Who will she look like? Will she have Dominic’s soulful brown eyes? Sebastian’s grin? Damien’s strong nose?
I don’t care who the father is, I love them all, but I’m curious.
We all move into Damien’s mansion, and each of the guys picks out a room, but we’re almost always in the master bedroom.
