A Moment Like You (The Baker’s Creek Billionaire Brothers #2) - Claudia Burgoa Page 0,95
pets on opening day. “Easton’s sister. I think she’d be great to help us with Arden now that Leyla is also working.”
“Just an idea here, shouldn’t Mills be meeting her first?”
She gives me one of those sideways glances that says, obviously, your idea is shitty.
Thankfully we’re stopped by Blaire who says, “Everything is here!”
“Are you sure?” Sophia asks, forgetting about the whole babysitter thing.
“We just tried the machine. As I said, I can’t promise you anything, but we can try,” she tells her and I’m suspicious about these two.
Ever since the Martina incident, I’m question their intentions about almost everything. What if the next time instead of taking over a company she decides to take over a country?
I still feel strange about owning Edelstein Electronics. Finding the right person to run it wasn’t hard. Yet, there are a lot of issues we’ve been ironing out.
“If you’re planning on taking over some new venture, I forbid it,” I say. Both women glare at me.
Sophia gives Arden to Vance because we can’t bring him with us, and we make our way to the clinic. Blaire takes us to the second story and to the last room.
Hayes is there staring at a grainy picture that I assume is his child. “Baby’s first pic?” I joke.
He smiles like an idiot in love. “Meet your nephew,” he states.
“Godson,” I correct him and give him a hug. “Congrats, man.”
When Blaire enters, she starts turning on a machine monitors, and changing the paper sheet on top of the examining table.
“It’s too early, if she’s even pregnant,” Hayes says.
“If she is, we can see the sack,” Blaire retorts. “But she’s actually peeing in a cup since we got the pregnancy tests along with the machine.”
Suddenly, I realize they are talking about my woman, and I want to be with her. I turn to look at Blaire, “Where is Sophia?”
“In our private bathroom. She’s waiting for you,” she answers.
“Is it time to try?” I ask as I enter the bathroom.
She sighs looking at the already filled cup and then at a thin blue strip next to it.
“What is that?”
“My pee and a medical pregnancy test,” she answers and stares at it. “According to Blaire, they detect if there’s human chorionic gonadotropin in my urine.”
“So we dip it?” I ask taking the strip of paper and submerging it inside the full cup. I stop at the line and wait for a few seconds as the paper instructions read. “And if we’re not?”
“We keep trying,” she answers. “Remember, I have been on the pill for years so it can take a long time.”
“We wait three to five minutes?” I groan. “This could’ve been faster if we had sent Julian to Happy Springs for a test.”
“He’s on vacation,” she reminds me. “And we’re not sending people to do stuff we can do ourselves.”
There’s a knock on the door, and Blaire doesn’t even wait to ask if she can enter. She just makes her way inside.
“Let’s just use the machine,” she suggests. “We can find out faster.”
“If I’m not, it’s going to be sadder,” Sophia sighs.
“This woman just wants to play doctor, let her be. Nothing is going to appear because you can’t be too far along,” I say trying to keep both of them happy because I swear, it seems like they are both going to cry.
Maybe having two pregnant women in the house is a bad idea and I should wait for my turn. They walk to the sonogram room, Hayes leaves so Sophia can get comfortable, and Blaire gets to work. There’s a knock on the door. My brother enters with a wide smile and then looks at the monitor.
My pulse accelerates because maybe he has good news. Then again, he’s always smiling like an idiot when he sees his wife. Not that I blame him, I’m no different when Sophia is around.
“You got it on the screen?” Hayes says, coming closer to the monitor.
Blaire nods, pushing buttons on the keyboard and taking pictures she whispers, “Do you see what I see?”
I don’t want to say it yet, but I think…we are expecting a baby.
“Do you see this black dot here?” Hayes asks, pointing at the monitor with a stylus. “That’s a gestational sac. It’s too early to see more than that but…”
“We’re pregnant,” I state.
He nods looking at us expectantly as if we’re missing something else.
Sophia gasps and mumbles, “There are two black dots.”