RIGID (Biker MC Romance Book 4)
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Well, that, and he was acting like P-Nut. He’s a hard man to understand. Not so much for me, but for everyone else.
Anyway.
The doctor put the gel on mom’s tummy, and started the scan. Dad and I had our eyes glued to the screen, and mom’s mouth went a mile a minute. That’s sixty miles an hour, if you do the math.
“So, you can tell for sure?” mom asked.
The doctor pressed the device to her stomach. “Can you hold still?”
She reached for dad’s hand. “I’m sorry.”
Dad’s eyes stayed fixed on the monitor.
“Okay,” the doctor said. “You wanted to know sex, is that correct?”
The three of us said yes at the same time.
The doctor clicked a button and froze the screen. It looked like a jumbled up mess until she pointed to everything with her mouse.
She moved the pointer. “These are the hips.”
She moved it again, “This is the left foot.”
She slid it over a little more. “And this is the penis.”
“It’s a boy?” mom gasped.
The doctor nodded. “Yes, this is a boy.”
Her and dad oohed and aahed, but I said very little, other than smiling.
The doctor pushed another button, and went back to a live feed. After a moment, she stopped the screen again.
“These are the hips.”
“This is the nose.”
“And, this is the vagina.”
I jumped from my seat, knocking the stool across the room. “Fuck Yes!”
The doctor damned near fell from her stool. I turned toward dad and raised my hand in the air.
He slapped his hand against mine. “I’ll pay you later.”
“Oh,” the doctor said. “Did you have a bet about twins?”
I shook my head. “No. We knew it would be twins. I bet one of them would be a girl.”
I’d never been so excited in my entire life.
Not once.
My life was complete. I always had an awesome dad, and I was aware of that.
But, ever since I was a little girl, all I ever wanted was a sister, and a mom.
And, now I had both.
I was so excited, I didn’t realize mom was crying. Heck, I was, too. I wiped my tears on my sleeve, leaned over her, and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
“I’m so happy right now,” I said excitedly. “I need a milkshake.”
She bit into her lip and nodded. Then, she raised her hand high in the air.
“Girl power,” she murmured.
She was the best mom ever.
I slapped my hand against hers, and mouthed my mantra.
Girl power.