Chapter 13 #3
She turned toward him and found him looking at her. Her face immediately heated. “I meant the view out the windows, silly.”
He chuckled as he crossed the room toward a hallway. “Down here are the bedrooms. There are two and they are exactly alike.”
Millie followed him.
He opened the first bedroom door and held it for her.
She walked into the most exquisitely furnished bedroom she’d ever seen. The king size bed was covered in a patchwork velvet comforter and matching pillows. Smaller pillows, both solid color and some matching the velvet of the comforter, were piled on the bed in front of the sleeping pillows.
Millie walked into the bathroom. The double sink counter top was made of white marble and the cupboards were made of oak or maple, some sort of light colored wood. The sinks were ivory porcelain and the floor was black granite.
She pictured her and Adam in the oversize shower with five heads. The water would be coming from everywhere and they could wash each other. Suddenly she felt her face heat.
Adam came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Then he leaned down and whispered in her ear. “Do you find the shower intriguing?”
She smiled, leaned back into his body and rested her arms on top of his. “I was thinking with all those shower heads that perhaps we should find a way so save water. What do you think?”
He chuckled. “I like the way your mind works and I’m all for saving water. We are in a drought after all and should do our part to help.”
“I think we should explore the shower before bed. What do you think?”
“I totally agree, wife.”
Later, much later, they exited the bathroom wearing the big, fluffy robes provided by the hotel.
“That was nice, but now I’m invigorated instead of relaxed and ready to sleep,” complained Millie. “What are we going to do to change that?”
Adam pulled her into his arms. “I’m sure we can think of something.”
Millie laughed and slapped his chest before wrapping her arms around his neck. “Yes, I’m sure we can think of something.”
The next morning Millie was awake before Adam. She watched him sleep. He was so incredibly handsome, with his chiseled jaw that could have been carved in marble and the morning shadow of his beard, she had a hard time believing he was hers.
“I can feel you thinking. It’s too early for that kind of talk.” His voice was low and gravely as he tried to get her to go back to sleep.
“We have to head back to Steamboat soon. We have to go to the doctor at two o’clock. After breakfast we’ll have just enough time to get there. We’re having an ultrasound today.”
“I forgot. Glad you reminded me.”
After a late breakfast, they drove the nearly three hours to Steamboat and directly to the doctor’s office.
Millie held Adam’s hand as they went inside. They walked up to the check-in desk. “Hi, I’m Millie Sullivan and I have an appointment to see Dr. Brainard.”
The young woman with tattoos on her arms and a ring in her nose, smiled. “I see you’re here for an ultrasound. You must be so excited. Dr. Brainard will be with you shortly.”
“Yes, thank you. We’re very excited.” She turned to Adam. “Let’s have a seat until they call us.”
They waited for about five minutes before Millie’s name was called.
This nurse was somewhat older, with a little gray in her dark black hair. “Follow me please.”
They went into a room with a table.
The nurse handed her a gown. “Tie it in front and undress from the waist down.”
In a few minutes the doctor entered. “Millie how are you? I see you brought Adam.” She shook both of their hands. Then she pulled a machine over to the table.
The doctor donned gloves. Then she opened Millie’s gown exposing her entire belly. For the ultrasound she squeezed some gel on Millie’s belly and used a fat wand to spread it around and around.
The gel was cold and Millie was sure her entire stomach was covered with goose flesh.
The doctor was looking for something specific.
“Here we go. See the baby’s heart?”
“Yes,” said Millie, awe in her voice.
“That’s our little miracle,” said Adam.
Doctor Brainard increased the sound and, they heard their baby’s rapid heartbeat.
Millie started to cry. “This is so wonderful. I always hoped but didn’t know if I’d ever have children and look. Look at our baby, Adam.”
He lifted her hand and kissed the top. “I see our little peanut, sweetheart.”
Doctor Brainard smiled. “Do you want to know the sex of the baby?”
Millie shook her head. “We decided we want to be surprised just like Adam’s mother was.”
“Sounds good. Let me snap your picture.” In a matter of seconds the doctor handed Millie a black and white photo of their baby.
Adam helped Millie sit up and after wiping the gel from her belly, she dressed.
“Thank you, Doctor.” Millie held the picture.
“Yes, thank you,” added Adam.
They walked out of the office hand-in-hand. The ride home was quiet as each of them held their own counsel.
When they arrived, Adam hurried around the truck to Millie’s side and helped her down.
She linked her arm with his for the walk to the house. “Now, we need to start thinking about names. Maybe two of each gender.”
“Okay. What do you have in mind?”