Page 16 of Betting On Her

“Okay, we should see everything come up on the screen. With the dates you gave me, that puts you at six weeks, but I can confirm that.” Both Sawyer and I stare at the screen. “Oh,” the doctor says.

“Oh what?” Sawyer asks before I can.

“You’re six weeks,” she confirms. “See here.” She points to a tiny spot. “This is your baby.” Dr. Armas clicks on her keyboard, pulling us in closer. “See those flickers? That’s the heart.”

I let out a small gasp when I see the flutters. “We can’t hear it.”

“Not yet. Not all the heart valves are formed yet but my oh was because of this.” She directs our attention over to the left side before pointing to a different place on the screen.

“There’s two,” I whisper as I’m thinking this can’t be real.

“Twins.” Sawyer's voice is filled with awe and emotion.

“Dr. Armas.” A nurse steps into the room to give her a file and turn on the lights. “Test results.”

“Thanks.” Dr. Armas flips through the file and nods. “Everything looks great. You’re a bit dehydrated, but your IV is getting some fluids into you.”

“Everything’s fine then? What about the blood?”

“Yes, at this stage it’s fine,” she confirms, and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

“What caused it?” Sawyer still seems worried and wants more information.

“It’s totally normal, but I want you to keep in mind you’re having twins. Your blood pressure was a touch high but I’m guessing it’s from getting worked up about the bleeding. It’s important to try to have as little stress as possible.” She gives us both a stern glace.

“Could stress have caused the bleeding?” I ask.

“It’s not going to help.” She gives me a soft smile. “You’re in good health. Don’t stress over the babies.” She rubs my arm. “Let the IV bag run out and then we’ll get you out of here.”

“Thank you,” I say, and Dr. Armas turns to leave.

“Stay put,” Sawyer says to me before following the doctor out. I’m sure he’s going to ask a million and one questions. Where did he think I was going to run off to? I still have an IV in my arm.

I place my hand on my stomach, still unable to believe this is happening. We’re having twins. It doesn’t change the state of our marriage, so it’s hard to identify all my feelings at once. I’m not sure how we’re going to deal with that if stress is off the table.

When Sawyer comes back into the room, I can’t read his expression. But it’s safe to say I’m not the only one pissed off now.

Chapter Ten

SAWYER

“We need to talk,” I finally say when we’re leaving the hospital. “About a lot of things.”

“Are you sure?” Her tone is full of sarcasm, and I look over at her. “Because you seemed completely fine to not tell me things for the past three years.”

“Kitt-”

“No, you don’t get to call me that right now.” She cuts me off. “I don’t care if you’re upset. I’m not the one who started this relationship on a lie. So therefore I get to be angry, not you.”

“You didn’t tell me where you were going.” I’m trying my best not to raise my voice because I don’t want her to try and run again. Which is why I’m driving straight home and locking us both in the house.

“Of course I didn’t. You wouldn’t have given me a second to breathe.”

“I shouldn’t have let you walk out of there. You were alone, anything could have happened.” I’m struck again by the horrors of how it could have all gone so, so wrong. I could have lost her or our babies.

“I know,” she sighs, and I know she’s having the same thoughts I am.

When we get to the house, I park in the garage and grab her small bag. When I go around to help her out, she’s already closing her door and pushing past me.

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