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He’d looked up at her, his expression seeimpressed?

“What?”

“Strawberry-banana is a staple for me,” he said “I stock up when it’s on sale”

“Two glasses of strawberry-banana co her ass out of there

Her medical records pulled his head out of his ass and back into as a critically iiven the chance to see to the well-being of a future child that carried his genes He let his brain take over completely as he studied test results and several years’ worth of physical exams and statistics, as well

Her blood pressure tended to run a little lower than average but in a completely healthy way Her blood as stellar Heart rate perfect Body weight to height above average—also in a good way She’d only gained two pounds in the fourteen and a half weeks she’d been pregnant Also within nore

The cord blood bank she’d chosen was one hich he was familiar A patient he’d seen the previous year and then had to refer due to a leuke cancer free, due, in large part, to treatment with his own cord blood, and it had been stored at the same bank He’d just seen the boy’s father for his annual physical the week before and had seen a video fro a motorized train around the kitchen

A her the folder, in exchange for a tall glass of juice, he took a long sip She dropped the folder back on the desk and he waited for her to join him

Hoping she didn’t think that they were done

While everything she’d shown him had eased histhan physical health

So came from environmental and emotional stability

When she sipped frolanced toward the folder on her desk “You had the NIPT,” he said, na a noninvasive blood test she’d opted to do voluntarily just as added precaution To do all she could do

“Yes” Everything had come back normal

“Did you opt to find out the sex of the child?” There’d been no indication in the paperwork she’d shared

And he wanted to know Just so he didn’t wonder