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“I’m sure everything will be okay,” Nate says.
He holds my hand while I try my best not to freak out. It’s hard, though. After the disappointment of fruitlessly trying to have a baby for over a year, I don’t think I can cope if the doctor says I’m not pregnant.
“What if the test was a false positive?”
“It’s not. Roxy, listen to me. We’re having a baby. It’s okay to be happy.”
I give him a weak smile. “I will as soon as she confirms it’s true.”
Nate glances at the clock on the wall of the waiting room. “Why are doctors always late? I hate being kept in suspense like this.”
I love how concerned and protective Nate is. These past eighteen months have been a total dream. Four weeks after getting together, I moved in with Nate and his dog, Tucker. Our cabin up the mountain has breathtaking views, and the peace and quiet that comes with the area is priceless.
My job at the veterinary clinic is so fun that I’ve never gone to work without feeling at least a hint of excitement. Coming home to Nate is nothing short of amazing. Every day, he’s there for me. And the sex... Fuck, my heart beats faster every time I think of it. He’s kept his promises and ensures I come multiple times every day. I can’t get enough.
Nate and I got married six months after our first night together. Instead of a regular wedding ring, he designed a tattoo we both inked onto our ring fingers. I honestly couldn’t have thought of anything more romantic.
The cherry on top would be to welcome a healthy baby into our almost perfect lives. Neither of us thought it would take this long to get pregnant. I’m trying not to hope after a year of negative tests and one false positive. I’ll believe it when I hear a heartbeat.
The door to the waiting room opens, and the doctor finally peeks her head inside. “Follow me.”
Nate and I jump up and scurry down the corridor after her. I anxiously take a seat at her desk. She asks me a few questions, and it’s finally time for the ultrasound.
Nate squeezes my hand. “It’s going to be okay, babe.”
We gaze at the screen until a grainy image comes into view. Doctor Taylor’s face lights up, and she nods. “You’re definitely pregnant, Roxy. Do you want to hear the heartbeats?”
“Wait, did you say heartbeats? Plural?”
“That’s right. You guys are having twins.”
My eyes fill with tears as Nate kisses me. Doctor Taylor repositions the probe, and we hear the most beautiful sound ever—our babies' heartbeats.
I wipe away the tears of happiness rolling down my cheeks. This is better than I could have ever hoped for.
Nate’s babies are growing inside me.
“I love you,” Nate whispers as he looks at the screen with eyes brimming with tears.
“I love you too,” I say. “Forever and ever.”