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Quinn nods rapidly.
“Yes.” She laughs. “I might die if I don’t know before I leave this appointment.”
The tech swirls the wand around before pointing to something else on the screen.
“And this…”
I hold my breath, trying to figure out what I’m looking at before she says it. Time moves so fucking slow, waiting for one more word.
“This means it’s a girl.”
“It’s a girl?!” I shout. I jump out of my chair and cover my agape mouth with my hands.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure,” the tech replies, laughing.
I quickly sit back down and go back to touching Quinn.
Tears escape down my cheeks as Quinn looks up at me, crying as well. I press my lips against hers, soaking up all the love I feel for this little unborn girl.Adaughter.My daughter.
“She’s going to be so fucking beautiful, just like you. My girls. My perfect fucking girls.”
Quinn kisses me back.
“I love you so fucking much,” I blurt.
She pauses, taken aback. For a second, I almost regret telling her already. It’s too soon, right?
She takes my cheek in her hand and with watery eyes, looks up at me.
“I love you too.”
“You do?”
She nods before turning back to the monitor to take in whatever else the tech is saying.
I wipe my eyes and zone out as I look between my unborn daughter and my girlfriend. My heart squeezes in my chest. My perfect fucking girls.
Quinn
39 weeks pregnant
I finish wiping off the counters and go to the fridge to find a snack.
Shortly after we found out we were having a baby, we decided we needed a place suitable for our little princess. We found a three-bedroom, one-story beach house a couple of blocks awayfrom the beach. There was no way we would be able to afford one on the actual beach right now.
Liam rented his apartment out to a mechanic he hired. He wanted to have help so he could attend all my appointments and take time off when I finally go into labor. Which should be any day now.
Millie and Rose will be runningThe Ugly Mugfor me while I’m on maternity leave.
I bend down to pull some strawberries out of the drawer, and I feel something trickle down my leg. At first, it feels like I might have peed myself, but then I stand up and feel a burst.Oh shit.
“Liam!” I yell out.
“I’ll be right there, babe. I’m almost finished hanging the rest of Cora’s clothes,” he yells back down the hall.
“Uh, babe. The clothes can wait! She’s coming.”
