Dante drove us back, and while I had a million and one questions to ask, I also wanted nothing more than to take a shower, change into some clean clothes, and spend the rest of the day doing nothing. Aside from that, I wanted the easy route home – snap my fingers and be in my bed at my house with my man. I knew the latter wasn’t so easy. I’ve been fussed over, offered every type of food under the sun, and kept hydrated – all by Dante. He’s worse than my brothers are as he stands watch, making sure I’m okay. Multiple times I’ve joked with Ryleigh to see if she can train him to heel, but that’s done nothing to calm him, much to our amusement. Now, however, he’s left me for two golden minutes of silence. It’s been enough time for me to grab my bag and pull out the small ultrasound image. I gaze down at that tiny little blip on the printout, the one that hours earlier I watched on the screen. My first introduction to my unborn baby was mesmerizing, but while I’m on cloud nine, I have to think of Zane – how do I break this news to him?!
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