Mason (Carter Brothers #2) - Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,23

in his, squeezing gently when the doctor reaches out with a tube of gel.

“This may be cold, so be prepared,’’ he warns and I inwardly groan. Just another thing my bladder needs right now, me tensing up. I’m seriously going to empty my bladder all over the floor. In front of Mason out of all people.

The cold gel hits my stomach and to my own relief, I tense without wetting myself.

My relief is short lived when he presses the handheld machine onto my belly, right under my bump where it presses down onto my bladder.

Yep, I think I’m losing fluid. Great! This is just great!

I wiggle feeling uncomfortable, my bladder screaming to be released. The doctor or whatever he’s called in his line of work notices and gives me a reassuring smile.

“I’ll just take the measurements, and what I need as quickly as I can. Then the bathroom is right through there,’’ he smiles and Mason turns to give me a confused look.

“What? Huh?’’

“I think I drank too much water and I’m kinda struggling not to pee myself,’’ I giggle, then immediately wish I never had.

“Oh,’’ is all he replies then his mouth falls open, his eyes fixated on something behind me. His eyes start to glass over and with a panicking breath; I turn my head to see what’s wrong. What I see when I turn is the most beautiful picture I’ll ever get to see apart from when I get to see it in the flesh of course. Harris has the screen tilted towards us, while he takes measurements, pointing out the different body parts, although most are clear to see.

My eyes glass over. I don’t think I’ll be able to forget this moment. With Mason’s hand clutching mine tightly and seeing our baby for the first time is unbelievable. A lone tear runs down my face, but I’m too riveted on the screen in front of me to wipe it away.

The babies hand is in its mouth, its one leg resting up at a weird angle and for a second I worry something is wrong. Then Harris assures us it’s normal. He takes measurements and gives us the estimated weight of the baby.

“Eight pounds? Eight pounds? Oh my God, I’m going to be torn in two,’’ I panic, my eyes never flickering away from the screen. Mason chuckles beside me and I turn for the first time to get his reaction. His eyes are fastened to the screen like mine were, glassed over and filled with emotion. My heart warms seeing just how much he does care for this baby.

Another hard press to my stomach and I’m tightening my lower parts to stop myself from pissing myself everywhere. It’s uncomfortable, but totally worth it as I look back up at the screen. The baby moves, kicking out making Mason and I chuckle.

“Would you like to know the sex of the baby?’’ he asks us and Mason and I look at each other and nod our heads. We discussed this already. He wants to have a little girl, he said he grew up in a house full of boys, but it wasn’t the only reason. He wanted a little girl just like me. I think in that moment I fell for him a little bit more, even though my head is screaming at me to not be fooled or to let myself forgive him so easily.

“You are having.... oh there we are, it’s very clear. You are having a.... girl,’’ he congratulates, giving us warm smiles. “I’ll print some pictures off here and you can collect and pay for them at the reception. I just need to make up your next appointment, so I’ll leave you to get cleaned up and I will be back shortly. Do you have any questions before I leave?’’

Too lost for words, my eyes transfixed on the screen, I shake my head.

A girl!

We’re going to have a girl!

The door shutting startles me and I turn to Mason with a watery smile, his own expression mirroring mine.

“We’re having a girl,’’ he whispers huskily, the emotion raw in his voice.

“Yes, we are,’’ I croak out, my head filled with so much happiness it’s overwhelming.

“We’re having a girl,’’ he repeats, his eyes still glued to the screen where the last picture he captured of the baby is still there. He stays like that for a few more seconds before looking back down at me grinning. “We’re having a fucking girl,’’ he shouts grinning like a fool.