EMMA's POV :
"Ms. Emma Sinclair?" the nurse called out. "We're ready for you,"
Ian and I looked at each other for a second before standing up from our seats and following the nurse into the observation room. I gave his hand a little squeeze as I was nervous and excited about this.
We had been back in New York City for one day and the first thing we did was find a good OB-GYN in the city and set up an appointment for a checkup. I was supposed to be back at work, but I told Diana to wait for another day. She might have lost her patience with me, but I didn't care. Because now, work and everything else took a backseat after this baby. The baby was the most important thing in our lives now. We dropped everything and we never looked back.
"Oh my God, I'm so nervous," I whispered to Ian as we stepped into the observation room. The nurse gestured for me to lie down on the bed and I did. Ian sat on the chair next to the bed and he looked a little anxious too. "Are you nervous?" I asked him.
"I'm sweating like a pig, if you can't tell," he stifled a laugh.
With our hands clasped together, we gave each other a knowing smile. Seconds later, a female doctor in her late thirties stepped into the room. She was followed by an assistant, a younger girl, probably in her mid twenties.
"Hi Emma, I'm Dr. Megan Martin and I'm going to do your first OB ultrasound," she smiled brightly and stretched her hand to me. We shook hands and she motioned to the girl behind her, "This is my assistant, Kelly,"
"Hi, nice to meet you," Kelly beamed.
"And you must be Mr. Hayes, the father of the baby?" Dr. Martin stretched her hand towards Ian and he shook her hand politely.
"Yes. And also the fiancée," he smiled.
"Great. So, I've got your results here and everything seems to be a-okay," Dr. Martin said as she handed a piece of paper to me, filled with the results of my earlier blood test. "But, I've also read your file and it says that you've had a miscarriage about six years ago?"
"Yes... I was in a car accident," I nodded meekly. "Is that gonna be a problem, doctor?"
"No, your test results were superb. As long as you maintain a healthy lifestyle and do your regular checkups, I don't see why you won't carry this pregnancy to term," she said reassuringly.
"Phew, thank God," I muttered under my breath. Ian also let out a sigh of relief.
Dr. Martin took her place and pushed a few buttons on the computer before turning to me and said, "Okay, so, are we ready to start?"
"Yes, please," I nodded in excitement.
"Okay, I'm gonna ask you to bring your shirt up and Kelly's gonna give you something so that the gel won't get into your clothes,"
I complied and pulled my shirt up until my stomach was exposed. Kelly then put a white sheet of cloth under my shirt and skirt. Then she grabbed a bottle of gel and showed it to me, saying, "This is some warm gel and I'm going to put this on your belly, okay?"
I nodded my head and she squirted a generous amount of that purplish gel on my stomach.
"That's going to help the ultrasound waves go in so we can get a clearer picture of your baby," Dr. Martin explained. She then picked up a wand-like thing and said, "This is the probe that we're going to use and I'm just going to rub it around your stomach like that,"
Using the wand, she spread the gel all around my skin. On the computer screen, we saw something started moving. Ian's eyes were fixed on the screen, his mouth hanging open slightly.
"That right there is your uterus wall and right inside it is the baby," Dr. Martin pointed to the little dot in the middle of the screen.
That little dot is our baby?
Dr. Martin moved the wand around and the picture got clearer. "All right, let's see, so we're zeroing right in on your baby. There's the baby. And right there is the heart that's beating,"
"Heartbeat, you said?" I gaped. Dr. Martin simply nodded and pointed to a small dot inside the small dot.
"Okay, let's zoom in on the heart and get a heart tracing," she said as she moved the mouse around and did a few clicks, capturing my baby's heartbeat. The machine took a while to register everything, but once it was done, Dr. Martin smiled brightly and said, "120 beats per minute. Looks like a steady heartbeat to me,"
My baby has a steady heartbeat?
I glanced over at Ian and his eyes were glistening and glassy. He just kept staring at the screen, he didn't even blink.
Dr. Martin clicked a few more buttons and scanned the screen. Turning to me with a reassuring smile, she said, "Everything measures just exactly as it should today. Your due date should be April 14, exactly 30 weeks from today,"
"Wow..." I found myself gaping in awe.
We're gonna have a baby in just 30 weeks...
"Congratulations you two," Dr. Martin said to Ian and me.
Ian and I shared a look and I turned to Dr. Martin, saying, "Thank you so much,"
"Thank you," Ian followed.
"You two look very excited," Kelly noted.
Ian and I shared another look and we smiled.
"Oh, yes, we're very excited," I admitted.
"Everything's looking good. Here are your images and video. And I will see you at our next appointment," Dr. Martin said as she gave me a USB containing my ultrasound photos and video. "Make sure you stay healthy and happy,"
"I will. Thank you so much," I said as I took the USB from her.
Dr. Martin and Kelly stood up and gave each one of us a hug. They were giving us time to clean up and get ready, so they left the room first.
"Did you see that?" I said to Ian as I straightened my clothes. "We have a heartbeat,"
"I know, I saw," he beamed.
"Ian, are you crying?"
On the corner of his eye, I saw a single tear trickling down. He immediately threw his gaze away and rubbed his eye with his knuckle.
"Oh, baby, come here," I said as I pulled him into a hug. This was the first time I saw Ian like this and it absolutely warmed my heart. His reaction looking at our baby's heartbeat was priceless. I smiled from ear to ear as I hugged him tightly and he hugged me back. His hand rested softly on my waist and it traveled to my stomach. He caressed my stomach for a moment and I felt that warmth again radiating from within.
Weird, but I think my baby's recognizing their daddy.
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I couldn't drop my smile for the rest of the day. The next thing I did after the doctor's appointment was to tell my friends about the baby. Ian and I decided not to tell our parents yet because we wanted to meet them face to face to talk and say everything. We also wanted to wait until we pass the first trimester mark.
I wished I could wait to tell my friends, but I was too excited, I couldn't keep it to myself. Tiff and Carrie lost their shit when I told them I was pregnant.
"I call dibs on godmother!" Tiff exclaimed.
"Hey, I wanna be the godmother!" Carrie protested.
After calling Tiff and Carrie, I also called Sophie and Tristan and let them in on the news. Sophie literally spat out her coffee and Tristan's jaw fell to the ground when they heard it.
"Oh my gosh, you're gonna have the cutest baby ever!" Sophie squealed. "You and Ian have the perfect genes,"
"Congratulations, E," Tristan smiled brightly. "Really, after everything that's happened, you two deserve this,"
"Thanks, guys," I told them.
Tristan was right. At first, I thought the timing of this baby was awful, but now, I realized that this baby was a blessing in disguise. I didn't get to marry Ian this summer, but I got something even better. Smiling to myself, I couldn't stop rubbing my stomach in gleeful joy.
I can't wait to meet you, little baby.
Meanwhile, as I was busy Facetiming with my friends, Ian went out and got a bunch of prenatal vitamins and supplements from the pharmacy. He basically bought out the entire store because our cabinet looked like an OB-GYN drug store now.
"I just wanna make sure you got everything you need," was his defense.
Honestly, I found it cute that Ian went so extra to make sure I was healthy and happy. He kept trying to feed me food and kept offering me massages. I loved those things, don't get me wrong, but I didn't wanna be treated like I'm so fragile. I still had a lot of energy in me and I was going back to work tomorrow morning. Ian wasn't too happy that I was working since he knew how stressful my work could be, but I told him not to worry and that I would keep the stress level at a minimum.
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Later that night, we were lying in bed, cuddling each other. Ian had his phone out and he was reading articles about the first trimester of a pregnancy. I was on my phone too, but instead of reading articles, I was browsing for cute baby clothes.
"You know what I was thinking?" I said to him suddenly.
"What?"
"I wanna name the baby Heath if it's a boy, and Katherine if it's a girl,"
"Because of Wuthering Heights?"
"It's poetic, don't you think?"
"Hmm, I don't know," he shrugged.
"What do you mean you don't know?" I asked him. "I thought you'd like the name,"
"Meh, I don't know," he shrugged again.
"What would you name them then?"
Putting his phone away, he tilted my chin up to his face and said, "I told you, I want Ella if it's a girl and William if it's a boy. William was my grandpa's name,"
"Hmm, I still like Heath better," I muttered. "We could use William as the middle name, like your name,"
Ian cocked his head to the side and said, "I don't know about Heath though..."
"What's wrong with Heath?"
"I don't know, it just sounds... meh," he argued.
Rolling my eyes dramatically, I tilted my head to the side and asked challengingly, "Alright, do you wanna fight me on this?"
Ian didn't respond, but he had a smug smile on his face. Putting on my best tough look, I turned my body around and pushed Ian by the chest until he fell flat on the bed.
"Baby girl, what are you doing?" he stifled a laugh as I climbed on top of him.
"I wanna pick the name," I said in a commanding tone.
I was straddling him and I purposefully rocked my hips over his groin area, teasing him.
"Not Heath though," he said through gritted teeth.
He wasn't gonna make this easy for me. With a mischievous grin, I leaned down and trailed kisses on his lower stomach. My hands went to rub his length and he stiffened in response.
"Fight me," I whispered seductively as I pulled his shaft out of his boxer briefs.
"You really wanna do that?" he asked in a warning tone.
I just smiled seductively in response and let my tongue touch the tip of his length. My hands were gripping the base tightly as my tongue rolled around the tip. Slowly, I started planting long kisses all around him, licking and sucking gently on the tip. He shuddered at my kisses and he was rock hard within seconds.
My plan was to get him to cum, showing off my dominance, and I was winning too. I was taking his length deep into my mouth until the tip hit the back of my throat. I felt him pulsing and tensing and he was groaning out curses.
He's gonna cum. I'm gonna win this.
"Not so fast," he said suddenly and the next thing I knew, I was flipped over on my stomach and Ian's body hovered behind me.
"Ian!" I protested and squealed, but to no avail.
He pinned my body down on the bed and he sat on my arms as they rested on my back, rendering me motionless. With one hand, he reached down over my ass cheeks and found my soft opening.
"Ah!" I let out a scream as I felt his fingers penetrating me from behind.
"You're the one that wanted to fight dirty," he chuckled and I felt his nose right in between my ass cheeks.
"Ian!" I tried to squirm away, but he held me down completely still.
His tongue then started attacking my holes, yes plural holes. He started with licking and probing around my butt hole, then he brought his mouth upward to my pussy lips. He switched back and forth, kissing and sucking on both my holes. I tried my hardest not to let him faze me, but as soon as I felt his thumb on my clit and his two fingers thrust in and out of my core, I was losing it.
"Aah!" I came down hard as his tongue danced between my holes and his fingers flicked and pinched my clit. He smiled victoriously and didn't stop his assault, his two fingers curled inside me and hit my g-spot, pushing my orgasm even further.
"That's right, you cum for daddy," he said with a menacing laugh.
"Okay, fine, you win," I panted breathlessly. I tapped his knee in defeat and he finally got off me. I was cumming so hard, I was literally losing my breath.
His body fell to my side and he pulled me into his chest. Leaning his face over the crook of my neck, he said, "So, you'll let me pick the name?"
Rolling my eyes at him, I nodded my head and said, "You can pick the name,"
"Actually, I have a name in mind. I think you might like it,"
"What is it?"
"I'll tell you about it later," he said cryptically.
I turned my face to the side to get a better look at him. He just smiled playfully and planted a soft kiss on my neck.
"But for now... I wanna do this,"
And with that, I felt his tip grazing my entrance, searching for an entry. Smiling sheepishly, I guided his member with my hand into my core and started grinding back at him.
Hmm, he feels so deep inside me...
"I'm not hurting you, am I?" he asked cautiously, slowing down his movements a little bit.
"No, daddy," I murmured and tipped my head back. "That feels really good. Please don't stop,"
Letting out a chuckle, he said, "Alright baby girl, you got it," and he picked up the pace again, completely conquering and annihilating me.
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