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“Oh, give us one second, please.”
“Sure.” Nathan’s voice sounds muffled from behind the door.
Oh my god.
Ohmygod.
Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod.
Oh holy crap on a candle stick, that really just happened to me.
Dr. Fischer finishes washing her hands and returns to where I’m frozen in shame on the exam table.
“It’s quite normal, Kiersten. I can promise you aren’t the first woman to climax on my exam table.”
Oh my god, I really am in some amateur porn. What kind of clinic is this?
“I am so sorry,” I whisper in a small voice. Lord, I don’t know if you’re up there orchestrating this humiliation, but please take me out. Send an asteroid. Knock the whole clinic off the map. I’m so sorry for all the years of dirty, filthy sex I’ve partaken in, but I promise to remain celibate until marriage if you just do something!
I wait…
And wait…
Nothing except stretching awkward silence. My ears stain a permanent crimson.
“Will you just euthanize me right here, right now?”
“Nothing to be sorry about. Our bodies are marvelous things. If you want to get dressed, we can get that ultrasound. I’ll let the gentleman outside know you’re almost ready.”
“Thanks,” I mutter meekly.
I take it back, Lord. I’m going to have even more dirty, raunchy sex because that was the worst moment of my life.
Once she leaves, I dress in haste, ready to get out of here. I need a new doctor, stat. I’ll even drive out of town for my prenatal appointments because I can’t ever show my face in here again.
A rap on the door echoes, and the nurse from earlier pokes her head in.
“We’re ready to take you to ultrasound.”
I eye her with suspicion, wondering if she knows. When I step into the hall, I look to my right and make incredibly awkward eye contact with Nathan.
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He knows. The pink hue coloring his cheeks is a tell. He must have heard the entire thing.
Kill me now.
Only after the nurse leaves us in the dark room to once again shuck my pants does Nathan break the silence.
“Do you want to tell me what happened in there?” His back is turned to give me some privacy, a vein of humor in his tone.
“Nope.”
I clamber on the table and rustle the flimsy paper sheet to let him know I’m covered. He joins me at the side of the bed.
“Because it sounded to me like she gave you an or—”
“Don’t you dare,” I snarl beneath my breath, aware someone could be lurking directly outside the door. “Don’t even think about saying it.”
