Page 41 of Regancy & Savior
“She hasn’t figured it out. I just gave blood. What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Shit good with me. I had a short day. I’m tryna check on you.” He sounded concerned. Savior was the king of duality. He was able to feel all his moments and still be who he was. It amazed me because he was the first person I’d met like that.
I smiled. “You sound like you’re worried about me.”
“I probably am, so yo’ doctor better know and make sure you’re fine, or I’m knocking his or her ass off.” Though he had just threatened my doctor, he’d proven my point about his duality. He could be a beast and still be vulnerable.
I giggled. “My doctor, Savior?”
“Hell yeah. Nobody is excluded. What time does Baby K come from yo’ mama’s? I wanna go out on the water tonight.”
Again, I smiled. That was also a normal thing because he loved his sea time more than anything. “When I leave here and go get her.”
“I’m pulling up downstairs, so when you come down, we can go get her.”
“That’s fine. I wou—” I wasn’t able to finish my sentence, because the doctor had rushed back into the room.
She had a pleased expression on her face while she spoke. “Your results are back, and we know what’s causing you so much discomfort. Your pregnancy test came back positive.” She had blurted that shit out faster than I could hang up on Savior. I hoped like hell he didn’t hear that, because it was impossible, and I didn’t want something on his mind that didn’t apply.
I threw my phone into my purse and looked up at her. “That’s impossible. I was told that it would be a miracle if I had another child because I had my first child so young and?—”
“That was in your file and notes once we had them transferred to us. However, you might as well count on that miracle because you are indeed pregnant.” She smiled.
I didn’t smile or frown. I was indifferent, and I didn’t know what to feel. I had long ago made peace with the fact that I couldn’t have any more children, so that was world altering for me. Shit, I hadn’t had a baby in almost nine years, so what the hell was I supposed to do with one? Then I hadn’t even had that type of conversation with Savior. I wasn’t even sure he wanted kids. So many thoughts hit my head at once that I felt like I was about to pass out.
“Here’s the thing though, Regancy. This pregnancy would be extremely high risk, so we’d have to take this month by month in the event that you want to keep your baby. In a little while, we’ll have the nurse bring in the Doppler to tell you how many weeks you are. There’s a gown right there, so get undressed. I’m going to give you some time to thi?—”
“Sir, you can’t go back there,” I heard someone say from the back before Savior’s frame appeared in the doorway.
“What the fuck you hang up on me for?” He shot daggers in my direction with his serious eyes.
“I was busy. Can you wai?—”
“Gimme a minute, Doc.” He didn’t ask her to leave the room. He demanded that she leave, and she did without another word. She didn’t give a damn that it could’ve been a stranger there to kill my ass. She moved her ass out of the way. He closed the door behind her and leaned his back against it as he focused in on me.
“How did you know what floor I’d be on?” I stood and pulled my shirt off.
“I know where you are at all times. Are we gonna talk about this, or?—”
“She said I’m pregnant, but I know I shouldn’t be. After I had Kale, I was told that it would be close to impossible for my body to produce any more babies.”
He didn’t speak. Instead, he walked over to me and stood in my face. He grabbed my fidgeting hands from my jean button, and he unbuckled them himself. Then he picked me up and sat me on the table and pulled them down as well. Maybe he felt my nervous energy or the fact that I didn’t know what to fucking say? For so long I had reminded myself of this, damn near making it a law until Boom! It was now null in void and I didn’t know what to say or feel.That was exactly where I was and lowkey where I stayed the entire rest of the appointment. The doctor used her machine, and she indeed proved that I was eleven weeks pregnant. She went on about successful high-risk pregnancies, and I gave minimal input. Surprisingly, Savior was the one who took the pamphlets and listened to her when all I wanted to do was go home and wake up again. When we finally did leave the doctor’s appointment, I sat in the back seat next to him with my eyes closed.
“Speak your mind, Regancy.” His voice was commanding.
“I don’t know what to say. I could say we should’ve been careful, but I was told that it would take a miracle for me to get pregnant again.”
“A miracle, huh?”
“Yup, and here I am with a freaking miracle that I wasn’t even?—”
“I want you to keep it.” He had that vulnerability in his voice.
“I don’t believe in abortion. That is why Kale i?—”
“Well, I got you, this baby, and Kale until the rest of fucking time.” His voice was so sincere, and he was so serious that it warmed my heart, but we were fairly new, and I wasn’t sure that he was ready for this type of commitment.
“But Savior.”
