I eventually won since he had no valid point that I couldn’t continue with my job. My first day back, I pulled Logan aside and thanked him for talking to Dominic about him figuring out that I was expecting. Hailey stopped by one evening to check up on me, Hunter’s part of the agreement that I could work, and she and Logan talked about what happened earlier in the year. It came down to a huge misunderstanding about Brittany.
Dominic stopped by the library to check on me.
“How’s Brittany taking it?” I asked.
“You know her,” Dom looked exhausted. “She is convinced the baby is mine.”
“I don’t mind telling her myself that this baby is Hunter’s. Just say the word.”
“No, I don’t want you anywhere near that crazy bitch. I told her if she kept this up we are done.”
“Ok, well the offer still stands.”
Hunter waved at me from the entrance of the library. He frowned as he approached.
“I’ll take care of it,” Dominic said. He and Hunter mumbled hellos and then Hunter took me home.
“So what was all that about?” Hunter asked.
“Brittany is giving him problems. She is convinced that this is Dominic’s baby. I offered to set her straight but he refused my offer.”
“Good, stay away from that nasty whore, CC.”
I didn’t even attempt to argue back.
I was still doing well in my classes despite missing a few because of headaches and morning sickness. April rolled around, and Hunter and I drove back home for a doctor’s appointment and to meet with a contractor my dad found to help with the house. We had our first ultrasound scheduled for this appointment. It was the ugliest thing and most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Hunter said it looked like a gummy bear with his heart on the outside; we were also able to hear his or her heartbeat for the first time that day, too. Mrs. McCormick, mom, and dad met us at the house along with the contractor after our appointment was over. We showed off all the pictures. The contractor arrived while we were showing the pictures off so my dad and Hunter told them what we were looking for and told them we would get the contract back to them as soon as we reviewed their proposal. Later that night we made our journey back to school.
We all took our finals in the middle of May, and Hunter and my brothers graduated the next week. We agreed to have one major graduation blowout at the house.
When we arrived home, it looked like a completely different place. With the renovations finished, it finally felt like home. Hunter told me the baby’s room was off limits since he wanted to work on it himself.
We had another ultrasound scheduled so we could find out the sex of the baby. Sitting in the waiting room, Hunter and I discussed whether we wanted to find out or not, but we still didn’t have an answer when the nurse called us back.
“Hunter, we are going to have you wait right out here while we get some measurements of the baby. Then, we will have you come in, and show you everything as well.” The nurse explained all this while leading us back to the ultrasound room.
“Sure, that’s no problem.” Hunter kissed my forehead before I disappeared behind the curtains.
After the nurse finished all of her measurements, she stepped out of the room and asked Hunter to join us.
“So, I will let you guys listen to the heartbeat for a few minutes while l work on getting you two some pictures.”
Hunter stood next to my head, reached for my hand and gave it a little squeeze. The baby’s heartbeat was nice and strong. It was like music to our ears. I wished we could bottle the sound up and take it home with us.
“So would you like to know the sex of the baby?” The nurse asked us.
Hunter looked down at me and I smiled. I was letting him make this call. He knew I really didn’t want to know.
“No, we’re going to let it be a surprise.”
“Very well then, Ms. Cahill, you are all done here.”
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Two weeks later, we threw the boys a graduation party at the shore house and had the wedding rehearsal for Jackson and Chloe, all on the same weekend. Between all the action, I took some time to feed Alex while Chloe napped. Jackson did a double take when he saw me sitting on