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He nods “Antibiotics are known to counteract birth control Your physician should have warned you, but …” He shrugs

Yeah, but

He pats et dressed and check out—they’ll make your next appointment there”

He leaves the room and I’m left alone with Xander

“Can I see those?” he asks, holding his hand out for the sonograms

I hand them over while I put my pants back on

“I can’t believe that’s our baby,” he murmurs “It’s so small”

“It looks like a bean” I peek at the photo

“But it’s our bean”

He touches his finger tenderly to the gray blob I pause, watching him, with a small smile While I have my doubts about my ability to be a mom, I have no doubts that Xander will be the best dad ever This baby is lucky to have him

We check out and schedule my next appointment for four weeks

Once in the car, he asks, “When are we going to tell people?”

“I don’t know,” I hedge “Maybe we should wait until I’ could happen It’s still early”

His brows knit together, clearly not liking this “So, what? If we lose the baby, we’re supposed to just mourn to ourselves and not share that with people?”

I shrug “I was just repeating what he said,” I mumble “How about the Fourth of July? That’s in three weeks, and everyone will be together in one place, so maybe we can come up with some fun way to announce it”