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Max grabs my hand and squeezes.

“There you go. It would appear that you are 7 weeks to the day.” The doctor says, she types something into the computer and the machine is printing something, one of the photos I assume. She does that a few more times and then pushes a button and I hear a rapid beating.

Max squeezes my hand again as the tears are flowing.

“Is that… the baby or is that Tatum?” He asks, his voice sounding like he just woke up.

“That would be your baby. Tatum’s heart beat would be slower.” She explained.

“Not right now it wouldn’t be. Omigosh, this is amazing!” I am so emotional right now, I normally would be shying away from the fact that I’m crying but with the constant squeeze of Max’s hand and this whole experience, I’m out of my normal element.

The doctor printed up a few photos for us, and then she showed us where the baby was in each photo. I handed Max the photos and he helped me get up. The doctor gave us our pamphlets and instructed us on prenatal pills along with the can do’s and the don’ts of pregnancy. Armed with mountains of information, Max and I left the doctor’s office.

“Do you have to go into work right away?” He asked.

“No, I have the day off.” I should have gone back into work, but I thought ahead in case I was overly emotional, which I am.

“Want to catch something to eat or some decaf coffee?” He asks, obviously listening to the doctor about the coffee.

“Yeah, sure.”

We head to a cute little coffee shop and I order a muffin and some warm milk, of which Max immediately makes fun of me for.

“So, this is definitely cool.” He says as we sit down.

“What is?” I ask.

“You have a baby growing inside of you. I totally put it there.” He leans back and smiles.

“You’re taking to this a whole lot different than I thought you would.” I admit.

“I’m personally impressed with myself as well.” He boasts.

“Max, your cocky is showing.” I smile. He briefly looks down to his lap, which causes me to laugh as well.

“Don’t get me wrong, I am totally freaked out, and I’ve had a few of holy shit moments, but I’m okay with this, I’m excited. And then seeing and hearing the baby, solidified it. Made it even more awesome. I’ll say this, before rehab, I would have really freaked out. Now, I’m cool.” He sounds like he means it, there’s no reason for me to suspect it.

“So, how do we do this?” I ask getting to the point.

“What is the this that you are referring to?” He asks.

“Well, I suggest that we get to actually know each other. I would have monthly appointments it seems, do you want to come to them all?” I start.

“Yes and yes. I want to be as involved as you will let me. I want to be the person who takes you to the doctors and the first person you call if you need help, if that’s okay.”

“Okay, that seems reasonable.”

“As you know, I will have a spare room soon. I’m sure that Davis told you. I would really like it if you moved in?” He asks.

I think my eyes just came out of their sockets. “Max, I don’t know about that.”

“I’m not saying right now. I’m saying that maybe eventually that would be smart. Living alone, while pregnant, I can totally go pick you up pickles and ice cream in the middle of the night. Just think about it. Davis moves out at the end of the month, I’m just trying to think of how I could help.”

I’m speechless. I don’t want to say something in the moment, and I’m honestly not sure how I feel about his proposal. It’s a little too soon, plus I don’t even know the guy. Except, you’re totally knocked up with his baby.

“I’ll think about it.” I say. Too soon, too soon.

He smiles. “Good.”

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