Mason (Carter Brothers #2) - Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,24

I grin back, loving that he’s excited as I am.

“We are,’’ I tell him softly, then watch in amazement as his face softens and tears fall from his eyes. The first one hits his lap for him to realise that he’s crying and he grabs my face in his rough palms and leans forward. The movement catches me so off guard that I’m not prepared when he leans in and kisses me. It’s soft and slow at first, and I will admit I’m a little hesitant, but when I feel his tongue at the seam of my lips I give in and start kissing him back.

I feel the kiss all the way down to my toes, his touch setting my whole body on fire and I moan in pleasure as his tongue massages sensually against mine.

God he tastes good!

His body shifts off the chair, leaning over me. His one hand is resting on my cheek still while the other roams down the side of my body. As soon as he touches my stomach I gasp. The baby kicks at his touch and in the process pushing down on my bladder.

“You okay?’’ he says pulling back, a worried look marring his face.

“I need to piss,’’ I shoot out, sitting up in bed making him move away from me. I want to protest and scream at my bladder to give me five more minutes kissing him, but when you gotta go, you gotta go.

He chuckles watching me as I rush to clean the gel off my stomach, pull my dress down, slide off the bed and run to the toilet off to the side in the room. I open the door and lock it behind me, ignoring his chuckling.

By the time I come out the doctor is back and talking to Mason who is standing waiting for me.

“So she has one more scan, then has a check-up with the midwife every so often?’’ he asks Harris, the doctor.

“Yes. Her midwife will take regular measurements to make sure the baby is growing nicely and will check the heartbeat with every appointment. Denny will also need more blood work taken at the end of next month due to low blood pressure, but it’s just a precaution.’’

“So everything is okay?’’

“Yes,’’ he chuckles then notices me. “Feel better?’’

“Much. Please tell me I won’t need to drink that much again for my next scan?’’ I ask, not remembering it being this uncomfortable at my first scan. Not that there was a lot to see on my first scan. It just looked like a black blob to me.

“We’ll expect you to drink some fluid, but not as much as today.’’

“Thank God,’’ I breathe feeling relieved.

“I’ve written your next appointment down and given the slip to dad here. If you’d like to collect the pictures at the front desk they will be ready,’’ he smiles.

We both thank him and leave the room to grab the scan photos.

We both end up walking to the car in a daze, both of us looking down at the scan pictures in awe.

“Have you decided on names?’’ Mason asks as we drive home.

“Honestly no. When I was at Nan’s and she’d ask me the same thing. I always put it off, not knowing, but then seeing you today in that scan room has made me realise why. You needed to be there to have some input on what we should call her. I still can’t believe we’re having a girl. It seems too unreal.’’

“I know what you mean. I’m still reeling over the fact that our girl is inside you, growing each day. It’s mind blowing,’’ he says. He’s quiet for a few moments until I feel his eyes flicker over to me before turning back to the road. “Thank you... thank you for letting me share today with you. After everything I’ve put you through I would not have blamed you to tell me to fuck off, but you didn’t, so thank you.’’

“Would you have listened to me if I did tell you to fuck off?’’

“I dunno. I’d want to grant your wishes, but I’d also want to see my baby. It’s a hard choice. Now I have two girls to think about, to worry about, to... to look after.’’

My damn eyes water again and I wish I could stop him from saying all these beautiful things to me, but secretly, I love hearing him talk to me like that.

Mason’s phone rings cutting through the silence. He puts it on loud speaker answering