“Do I seriously look like I care?” I asked exasperated by this. “I just want an actual doctor in an actual hospital. Just take the damn cash and keep me and our baby alive.”
Dr. Wisser pocketed the money pretty damn quickly. “That shouldn’t be an issue.”
The exam started. First, there was a ton of questions that I had already answered in my book I wrote for him, making me even more irritated. But Daniil must have sensed this because he came over and sat on the edge of the table slash chair I was on and started massaging my shoulders lightly. The doctor ordered a nurse to come in and take some of my blood and left with her when it was done.
Exhausted just from that little bit, I rested against Daniil, grumbling into the quiet, “You can’t just go around bribing people all the time.”
Daniil shrugged against me. “He just wrecked his vintage Corvette a week ago. I knew he would take the cash.”
Shaking my head, I asked, “What kind of investigation did you have done?”
“I hired Lion Security to see to it. I believe Stash and Torrez took care of it for me. It’s fairly extensive.”
“So, no little black dots in his history?”
“None. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be here. He’s as good as he says he is.” Then Daniil grumbled, “Too bad he’s so fucking pretty, though.” He hummed. “Maybe I could fix that.”
“Daniil, you won’t touch the man. Just stop it,” I hissed, and the door opened again, the pretty doctor walking inside. “Promise me or I go to my mom’s choice.”
Daniil grumbled a little but ended up kissing the side of my neck, and whispering, “Fine.”
The doctor sat down, reading a blue piece of paper on top of my file. His jaw seesawed for a few seconds, and he flipped through the pages on my chart, reading again before lowering them, and staring at the blue paper.
Daniil kind of went predator-still behind me, and he asked softly, “Is there a problem?”
Dr. Wisser glanced up at me, asking calmly, “Are there any twins on your mother’s side of the family?”
I blinked at him. “Um…” the question surprised me, but a thought occurred, “My grandmother has a twin on my mom’s side.”
He nodded, flipping through my paperwork again. “From the date of your last period I would put you at five weeks pregnant. Is the date correct that you indicated on the paperwork?”
“Yes.”
He sat the folder aside and put his hands together, leaning on his knees. “The blood work shows you are indeed pregnant. Congratulations.” He paused, and both Daniil and I nodded to him. “Although your blood work also shows that your HCG levels are very high.”
Instantly, Daniil asked, “What does that mean?”
I listened carefully, wondering if I was somehow screwed up. High levels of whatever was never a good thing. At least, not in doctor lingo.
“It means she could be possibly carrying more than one fetus.”
Daniil and I both stilled at that. Staring at him.What?
The doctor clapped his hands lightly and stood up. “I need to finish performing the exam to find out. We should know by the end of it.”
Daniil and I both sat there, kind of shell-shocked by that little bomb he so lightly told us.
The doctor started moving a spotlight looking thing around. There was a small table next to it which he placed some really funky looking equipment. Yeah, and I started shaking a little. Almost absently, Daniil started rubbing my back, but a quick glance at him, and he was no longer looking like a strong protector. More like a man about ready to toss up his cookies.
“If you step aside for a moment, I need to start,” Dr. Wisser said patiently to Daniil.
Daniil nodded quickly, and stood…but hardly moved from my side.
The doctor sighed, and gestured toward the other side of the table. “If you would be so kind as to stand over there, it would be helpful. You can see everything I’m doing from right there.”
Again, a mute Daniil nodded and quickly made his way to the other side of the table as the doctor positioned me on the table. He had a wonderful bedside manner. Plus, I’ve got to hand it to the guy—even as he untied the knots I had put in my gown and began the breast examination, he didn’t tremble or anything, even when Daniil stepped closer and hovered over the table a bit. Now, when he got to the actual pelvic exam part of it, I could tell he was a little hesitant—after all, Daniil had threatened to kill him if he touched my clit…and then there was the fact Daniil was standing right over his shoulder where he was sitting between my legs.
“You know, Daniil…” I started to say, thinking I really didn’t want him down there seeing whatever the doc was going to do to me…but one glance at Daniil, and I realized the poor man was seriously worried the doc was going to do something he wasn’t supposed to do. He didn’t even seem interested in what I was flashing between my spread legs the way he was staring at whatever Dr. Weiser was doing. “Never mind.” Let him get used to the guy. Trust him so he wouldn’t try to harm him.
