Chapter 14
Razor had dragged himself from Honey after tucking her in bed for her nap and leaving a sandwich for her in the fridge for lunch when she woke up.
Some days the long hours as the MC doc wore him down.
Since meeting Honey, he regretted every hour he was separated from her—especially with her at home recovering.
When she returned to work, he anticipated their time apart would be easier.
Thankfully, the afternoon had gone smoothly.
He’d patched a few guys together and held a PTSD therapy group for a few of the ex-military MC members.
After several months, even the reluctant attendees admitted freely that the meetings helped.
Not because of Razor’s gatherings alone.
The structure of a motorcycle club gave many the support they needed.
His prettiest patient showed up at the end of the day. “Caroline? What did your Daddy haul you in here for?” Razor asked, noting Wraith held Caroline securely on his lap as if she’d bolt in a flash.
“Hey, Razor. I made an appointment overnight when Caroline had difficulty sleeping,” Wraith explained, boosting Caroline to her feet.
“More tummy trouble?” Razor asked, gesturing for them to walk with him to an exam room.
“It’s not that bad,” Caroline protested.
Razor stopped at the restroom. “I want you to take one of those cups on the shelf and follow the directions on the wall to give me a urine sample.”
“I’m not having any discomfort…. You know. Peeing. I’m going a lot. My stomach does hurt a bit,” Caroline assured him.
“I’m going to check two things, Little girl. Pregnancy and bladder infection.”
“I’m not….”
“Before you tell me you’re not pregnant, pee in the cup, Caroline.” Razor pinned her in place with the stern look Little girls seemed to need before they followed directions.
Wraith simply pointed into the bathroom when she whirled around to glance at him. “I’ll come help.”
“I can do it!” Caroline said. Her cheeks instantly flashed pink as she turned to follow his request.
“Come to exam room two when you’re finished. Leave the cup in the window, Caroline,” Razor told her before the door slammed shut.
Wraith leaned against the wall. Razor nodded and entered the exam room to wait for his patient to join him. He took a minute to run through her file, checking for anything that could provide some clues. Nothing stood out to concern him.
“I don’t know why I had to do that,” Caroline protested in the hallway.
“Razor’s the doctor, Little girl. As long as he’s aware of why you gave a sample, that’s all that matters. Are you going to be good or should I take you to an empty room and adjust your attitude?”
“I’ll be good,” Caroline promised.
Razor noted Wraith still had to tug her into the exam room. “Okay, Caroline. You know the drill. Take everything off and put on the gown. I’ll go run the tests before examining you.”
“I don’t really need an exam,” she said quickly.
“You’re here, Little girl. Your Daddy is worried. How about if I check a few things and see if there’s an easy solution?” Razor suggested.
Caroline glanced back and forth between the two men. Finally, she agreed. “Okay.”
“Good girl,” Wraith said and pulled Caroline to his side to hug her.
Razor excused himself and walked to his small lab. He didn’t perform many tests there on-site but sent most specimens to a private lab for processing. Thankfully, both the pregnancy and urine tests were simple to run. In a few minutes, he had answers.
Stepping back into the exam room, he found Caroline sitting on the exam table with Wraith by her side.
Her clothes were folded carefully on the chair, with her bra and panties tucked out of sight.
Most women hid their underwear from their doctors, while men simply tossed everything into a pile.
The psychologist inside him always noted small things about his patients. Often, those details came in handy.
“You’re not pregnant,” he announced. Disappointment flashed on both of their faces. “Are you trying to have a baby?”
Caroline shook her head. “No. We use the birth control you prescribed. When you suggested that, it made me think….”
“It made us both imagine how adorable a baby Caroline would be.” Wraith took over for her when she hesitated.
“Or a bruiser baby Wraith,” Caroline rushed to add with a smile.
“When you decide to work on making a baby, there are better ways to stop birth control pills. I’ll be glad to recommend some supplements to take to help a new life be as healthy as possible from the beginning,” Razor shared.
The couple exchanged glances. Their statements alone told him that each had already considered growing their family. They would make excellent parents when they decided it was time.
“Thanks, Razor. We’ll let you know,” Wraith assured him before asking, “And the other thing?”
“Positive. You’ve got a bladder infection, Caroline.”
“What? How? I drink lots of water,” she protested.
“Sex,” Razor told her bluntly. “At least that’s my guess. Does it burn when you urinate?”
“A bit. I thought that was from….” Her voice trailed off as her cheeks turned pink.
“From vigorous sex?” Razor asked and shot a laser look at Wraith when the large man chuckled.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“That can cause some localized sensitivity that dissipates quickly. Warm baths can soothe that. For the infection, there is an easy fix. Some antibiotics will cure this quickly. No sex for a week. Then, I would suggest Caroline urinates after sex. That will help avoid any germs from taking up residence in her urethra after intercourse.”
“That happens?” Caroline asked.
“Under the right conditions. The angle of penetration, size of the male and female organs, speed and force of thrusts, among other factors, can help invaders infiltrate and set up house in your bladder.”
“And peeing will eliminate the risk?” Wraith asked, sounding concerned now.
“Lessen it greatly. If that doesn’t prevent future problems, there are other preventative treatments, but this is the easiest. We’ll start here,” Razor told them. “I do need to examine Caroline to ensure nothing else is wrong, like a vaginal infection or an irritation of the urethra.”
“I hate those exams,” she whispered.
“Your Daddy will stay with you, and I bet he’ll come up with some way to reward you for being brave,” Razor told her before glancing over at Wraith, “No sex or physical caressing in that area for seven days. Try ice cream or something.”
“I like ice cream,” Caroline said, perking up.
“I’m going to ignore that my Little girl can be distracted from no sex for the promise of a frozen dairy treat,” Wraith muttered before encouraging Caroline to lie back.
Razor chuckled as he gathered some supplies and grabbed gloves. He’d just snapped one on when his phone rang with the ringtone he’d programmed for Honey.
“Sorry, I need to check that Honey’s fine,” he told the couple, moving to the side of the room.
“Hey, sweetheart. Are you okay?” Razor asked.
“I’m fine. I wanted to thank you for the yummy sandwich,” Honey told him.
“I’m glad. Can I call you back in fifteen minutes or so? I have a patient in my exam room.”
“Hi, Honey,” Caroline said loudly.
“Is that Caroline?” Honey demanded.
The hair on the back of Razor’s neck stood up at her tone. She was upset. “Yes, Honey. Caroline and Wraith are here. I’ll call you back as soon as possible, okay?”
“Are you examining her? Like she’s naked?” Honey whispered, sounding horrified.
Suspecting she’d never considered the intimate nature of his job, Razor lifted a finger to signal he’d be back in a minute to his patient and walked out of the room to speak privately to his Little girl.
Her apprehension was natural and best discussed in person.
Razor kept his tone light to reassure her.
“Honey, I’ll be glad to talk through things with you soon.
I can’t reveal any information about my patients because of privacy rules. ”
“She is naked! You’re looking at another woman naked.”
“Take a deep breath, Honey. I’m a doctor. I treat my patients to help keep them healthy. That’s all.”
“I hadn’t thought of you looking at other women,” she said so quietly he had to strain to hear her.
“Examining and treating, Little girl. They’re totally different. Will you be okay for a short time? I’ll come home, and we can discuss anything you wish.”
“I’m all right. I’ll see you in a while.”
“Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll return soon,” Razor promised as she disconnected the call.
Something was definitely wrong. He needed to see her but couldn’t leave Caroline suffering from an infection. Opening the door, he returned to his patient, forcing himself to shift his focus from worried Daddy to concerned doctor.
“Problems?” Wraith asked quietly as Razor stripped off his glove and drew on a fresh pair.
Razor gave a small shake of his head and changed the subject to protect his Little girl’s privacy. “Let’s get Caroline checked out so she can recover quickly.”