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“The doctor will be in to see you shortly,” she tells me as she leaves.

A few minutes later, there’s a knock on the door, and then the doctor is poking her head in.

“Hi, Sutton. Good to see you.” She turns to Bash, a questioning look on her face.

He holds out his hand. “I’m the husband, Sebastian. Sorry we’re just getting to meet. My work schedule keeps me busy.”

“He’s being modest—he’s a professional hockey player,” I interject, feeling as though I need to better explain why she hasn’t met him before, not that I really think she’s judging me.

“Nice to meet you,” she says.

They shake hands, and she turns back to me. The appointment is quick, and pretty soon, she’s leaving. A few minutes later, the ultrasound technician comes in. She introduces herself as she sets up the ultrasound machine, and I get settled back on the exam table.

“Are we finding out the sex of the baby today?” she asks, her gaze swinging between me and Bash.

“Yes, please,” I tell her.

“You got it. Hopefully baby will cooperate. I’m going to put the gel on you.” She holds up the bottle before squeezing it onto me, and I hold back the wince at the cold. I hate the feeling of the gel on my stomach, but I know it’s important that we make sure the baby is doing well. Bash steps closer, and I reach for his hand.

The technician uses the wand on my belly and begins her exam. “I’m taking a few pictures and measurements,” she tells us after a few seconds.

She moves the wand around, checking the monitor a few times, before turning to us. “Congratulations on your baby girl. She’s measuring right on track.”

Baby girl.

I’m having a girl.

Tears well in my eyes, and I blink them away.

Bash squeezes my hand.

“I’m going to print these out for you, and then we’ll be done.”

Bash kisses my forehead, and I peer up at him, noticing that his eyes are glassy, which makes me want to cry even more. He grins, and I can’t help but smile back.

“We’re done here.” She removes the wand, cleans it off, and gives Bash a small towel. “You can get cleaned up.” She hands us the sonograms. “I printed extra in case you both wanted copies.” She glances down at my chart. “You’re all set to go, whenever you’re ready.”

“Thank you,” I manage to say around tears.

“Of course,” she says, backing out of the room.

Chapter twenty-nine

Sebastian

I’m going to be a girl dad.

Fuck, yeah.

I cannot wait.

Chapter thirty

Sutton

Bash gently wipes the gel off my stomach and helps me off the table.

“I’m having a girl,” I whisper.