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|Hook Me(Men of Inked #2) by Chelle Bliss|
Putting his hands up, Rob said, “I’m out. I expect a full report tomorrow. Bring some of that piss and vinegar with you for training. We’re sparing for real and I better not be able to take you down or you’re in real trouble.”
Pointing at him, I smiled. “Keep spouting your shit and I’ll make sure you walk into the match with a limp.”
He laughed as he walked away and unlocked the doors. I looked through the glass, trying to will Mia to walk through the door.
“She hasn’t been here in a week. You can stop looking, pu**y.”
I didn’t reply. She was avoiding me and it stung more than his words.
I stared at Tammy as she looked around the exam room. She had a triumphant smile on her face, the excitement oozed off her.
The thought crossed my mind that this could be a huge mistake. What if she really was pregnant? I shook my head, removing the thought, as someone knocked on the door.
“Come in,” Tammy said, looking at door with her hands clasped in her lap, moving her dangling feet.
A heavyset woman with gray hair entered the room. “Good morning, Tammy. How are you feeling today?” she asked as she sat down on the stool next to the exam table.
“I’m doing really great, Dr. Singh.”
Kicking back, I put my hands behind my head to watch it unravel. I wanted to speak, but I figured that if the doctor had a brain she’d figure out Tammy’s scam quickly.
“That’s always nice to hear. How far along do you think you are?” The doctor asked looking down, flipping through the file.
“I’m not sure. Not too far.” She fidgeted with her hands, looking down.
“You said the pregnancy was confirmed though, right?”
“Yes, my family doctor confirmed it, but Michael,” she looked to me and back to Dr. Singh, “he’s the dad and wanted to get an ultra sound picture as soon as possible.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Michael.” She nodded her head at me and smiled.
“You too, Doc. I want to know when the bundle of joy will be entering our lives.” I couldn’t just come right out and say I didn’t believe a word that came out of Tammy’s mouth, at least not in front of her anyway.
“We’ll let’s see if we can get you a photo and determine a due date for you.”
“Is it too early for that?” Tammy looked worried, but I honestly think she’s too nuts to really grasp the enormity of what was about to happen.
“No, I can see the stage of development and can give you an educated guess. Depends how far along you are, sweetie.” Dr. Singh patted Tammy’s leg.
“I can’t thank you enough for doing this so quickly. I know how busy you are,” Tammy said with a smile.
“I always try and help out the hospital staff the best I can. You’re lucky I had a cancellation.”
I was bored with their chitchat to the point I had started to become annoyed. “Ladies, I don’t mean to be a jerk, but I’m on pins and needles here.” I rubbed my neck and tried to calm myself down.
“I know you’re both excited. Lean back, Tammy and lift your shirt.” Dr. Singh said pulling over the ultra sound equipment. She grabbed a paper cover-up, tucking it in Tammy’s pants, pulling them down to expose her belly. She squirted blue liquid on her stomach as Tammy began to laugh.
“I know it feels funny, but at least it’s warm. Now let’s see what we have here.”
Swallowing hard, I moved to the edge of the seat. My legs began to shake as my stomach felt like someone was inside beating the f**k out of it.
The wand glided across her stomach as the doctor stared at the screen. She leaned forward and stared before moving the wand a bit.
I had no idea what the hell I was looking for but it didn’t stop me from trying.
“That’s strange,” Dr. Singh said as her face almost pressed against the black and white screen.
“What’s wrong?” Tammy looked panic as she bit her lip, sitting up on her elbows.
“I don’t see anything.” Dr. Singh moved the wand again and squinted at the monitor.
The angels began to sign in my head and I felt vindicated as relief flooded my body.
“Wait,” Dr. Singh said.
Fuck, no way did something magically appear.
My heart stopped and every ounce of air left my lungs.
“False alarm,” she said, frowning.
Jesus f**king Christ, she almost gave me a heart attack. I started to breathe again, almost dizzy being on the verge of a panic attack.
“Tammy, I don’t see an embryo, sweetie. Are you sure you were pregnant?”
“What do you mean were?” Tammy’s mouth hung open.
“I don’t see anything at all.” The doctor shook her head and looked at me with sad eyes.
I wanted to fist bump her, not cry.
“I lost the baby?” Tammy’s lips began to quiver and her eyes glistened.
The crazy bitch actually was an amazing actress. I’d give her a f**king Oscar.
“I can’t say that you were ever pregnant, but if you were, then yes, I’m sorry.” Dr. Singh said as she put the wand in the holder.
Every muscle in my body relaxed and I felt exhausted as I watched the doctor wipe Tammy’s abdomen.
“I can’t believe it,” Tammy whispered as she wiped away tears.
“You can try again. This is common in the first trimester.” Dr. Singh was trying to be supportive but I’d bet money based on her facial expression that she didn’t think there ever was a baby. “Sometimes tests can be wrong, sweetie.”