Chapter Four
PAISLEY
I stared out the window as Crow drove us across town to our doctor’s appointment. A lot had happened in the last twenty-four hours, and I wasn’t sure what that meant for the future.
For as long as I could remember, I’d loved him. We had history, and I’d always felt a pull towards him. Not to mention, I wanted a family for my little girl. That was something neither Crow nor I had when we were kids.
If he wanted to stick around and help ensure our daughter had both of us in her life, I was all in.
“You ready?” I glanced up, surprised we were already there.
“Yeah.”
Crow climbed out and rushed around to my door. He’d been attentive, catering to anything I needed ever since he’d shown up on my doorstep.
It was nice, but it was a side of him I wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of.
“Careful, baby,” he said, grabbing hold of my hand. Butterflies fluttered in my chest as I slid out of his truck. The endearment would take getting used to as well.
“Thanks.”
“Gotta take care of my girls.”
His girls. God, I hope he meant that.
The waiting room was quiet when we walked in. I wasn’t complaining. Hopefully, we’d be able to get in and out without having to wait a long time. There’d been a few instances when my doctor had been called into the hospital for a delivery and his office appointments were pushed back.
“I’ll check in if you want to find us a seat.” Crow headed for the corner as I moved to the window to fill out the sign-in form.
After checking in, I took a seat next to Crow. “Are you nervous?” I asked.
His head cocked to the side. “No, why?”
I pointed to his bouncing leg.
His face broke out into a big smile as he admitted, “I’m excited. Do you think we’ll get to see her on the thing today?”
Thing today. It was cute that he was excited.
“Yes, we’ll get to see her on the ultrasound ,” I giggled. “Hopefully she’ll cooperate this time. The first time, she kept covering her face and her legs were crossed.”
“Because she’s going to be a classy lady like her momma,” he insisted.
“I—”
“Paisley King?” We both turned to find a nurse waiting to take us back.
“Here we go,” I said as Crow grumbled something I couldn’t understand under his breath.
“Morning.”
“Morning, Paisley. How are you?” We followed the nurse back, and he watched closely as the nurse got my weight. I was embarrassed that he was seeing how much I’d gained, but there was nothing I could do about it.
“What’s that for?” he asked when I grabbed the cup from the nurse.
“I pee in it.”
“Do you always gotta do this?”
“Yep,” I giggled, excusing myself to the restroom before my bladder exploded. The closer I got to my due date, the more it felt like my little girl was dancing on my bladder.
I made quick work of doing my business and washing my hands.
“Done.” With the check-in process out of the way, we followed Dr. Scott’s nurse into an exam room.
“I’m going to step out so you can change,” she said, offering me a cotton gown.
“Thank you.”
Crow stood there staring at me. “Uh, you too,” I pointed at the door.
“I don’t think so,” he smirked.
Whatever. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen me naked once before.
“You’re beautiful,” Crow said, grabbing hold of my hand as I climbed onto the table once I was changed.
“I’m fat.” I tried to laugh it off.
Crow moved closer, crowding his big body into my space. “Look at me.”
I shook my head and looked away. Crow has always been able to see right through me, and I didn’t want him to know how insecure I felt.
Crow cuffed my chin, lifting my face so he could look into my eyes. “Don’t fucking hide, P. Look at me.”
Bottling it all up, my eyes connected with his. “What?”
“I was going to take things slow, give you time to wrap your head around us , but I can see now that isn’t going to work.”
“Wha- what?” I sputtered.
“You’ll see.” Before I could ask him what he was talking about, the door opened.
"Good morning, Ms. King. How are we feeling today?" Dr. Scott asked as he entered the room.
“You didn’t tell me your doctor was a man,” Crow grumbled.
“Nathan!” I widened my eyes at him, a silent demand to knock it off. Sure, my doctor had the whole silver fox thing going on, but I was as big as a house and Dr. Scott was married.
“Believe it or not, that’s perfectly normal around here,” Dr. Scott chuckled, interrupting my thoughts. “I’ve got a few patients that are married to bikers. I’m used to territorial,” he clarified as he set up the ultrasound machine.
That explained why he didn’t seem the least bit put off by Crow’s comment.
“Let’s check you out, then we’ll take a look at your little one. Sound good?”
“Yeah.”
I laid still as he felt around on my tummy, then told him how I’d been doing since my last visit. After making a few notes on my chart, he applied the gel to my belly and moved the wand around to get a good view of our girl.
The silence was broken when the whooshing sound of our daughter’s heartbeat filled the room. I glanced over at Crow and grinned at the expression on his face as he heard the sound for the first time. I knew how he felt.
“There she is,” Dr. Scott said.
I turned back to the screen as Crow’s hand tightened around mine. His eyes widened at the image of our baby girl’s sweet little face. "She’s beautiful,” he rasped.
Hearing the emotion in his voice, my eyes welled up with tears.
“She looks great,” Dr. Scott concluded.
“Is it safe for us to have sex?” Crow rushed out unexpectedly.
“Nathan!” I could feel my cheeks heating.
“Of course, but with Paisley being close to her due date, there’s always a risk of inducing labor.”
“Thanks, doc,” Crow said, turning his attention on me. His eyes were darker than I’d ever seen them.
The doctor’s eyes bounced between us, a grin tugging at his lips. “Any questions or concerns?”
“No,” I shook my head. “Thank you, Dr. Scott.”
“Of course.” Dr. Scott patted my arm, then reached out and shook Crow’s hand. “I’ll see you both back in a week. Be sure to grab your pictures from the front desk on your way out.”
Once the door was closed, I covered my face with my hands. “I can’t believe you asked him about sex.”
“Baby, get dressed. You’re wasting time,” Crow chuckled, pulling my hands from my face and helping me sit up.
“Do you have to be somewhere?”
“Yeah. I’m taking you home and fucking you, P.”
“You did not just say that.”
Still holding onto my hands, Crow pulled me forward until he was wedged between my spread legs. “You heard me right, woman. Get. Dressed.”
The look on his face sent a surge of excitement through me and my pussy flooded. He was serious.
“But—” His hand went over my mouth.
“I know we have shit to work out and we will. After I have you screaming my name.”
I wasn’t a dummy. I wanted him more than my next breath. “Okay,” I whispered.
“Okay,” he repeated, stepping back to help me off the exam table.
Without letting him see how nervous I was, I took off the gown and put my clothes back on.