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"You can leave now." Sin growls from behind Kara, making her jump.

I’m shocked when I hear his voice. He physically moves Kara out of the way to get to me. I watch her stumble and anger flash in her eyes.

His hair is styled back, slicked. His beard is freshly groomed and his clothes aren't what he normally wears. His normal tight t-shirts are replaced by a nice plaid button-up. The sleeves are rolled slightly showing off the bright colors of his tattoos. He holds out his hand pulling me from my chair.

“I see Dad made it in time.” The nurse is still oblivious as to what is really going on. My eyes dart around the room and everyone is watching us.

“Yes, I did. Thankfully.” He gives her a small smile before turning back towards Kara, his voice low and menacing. “Leave.”

"Gladly. I don't want to be in the way when you pretend to play daddy to that bastard."

Sin reaches out and grabs Kara by the arm. "You seem to be forgetting your place. You had better watch it because this is your final warning. Your age is showing Kara; soon I won't be the only one who notices it. Can you hear it?" He points his finger in the air. "That's the ticking of the clock slowly winding down your time in the club." He escorts through the waiting room to the door then shoves her out of the room, closing the door on her stunned face. In two strides, he’s standing in front of me. "Hi." He looks at me, his face completely changed from just a second ago.

"What are you doing here?" His hand rests to the small of my back, ushering me towards the still waiting nurse.

“Is everything alright?” She asks as we enter the hallway towards the exam room.

“Yes. Everything is perfect now.” He reassures her.

The nurse weighs me, takes my temperature, and my blood pressure. All the while, I’m stunned to have Sin here with me. She tells us the doctor will be in shortly and closes the door behind her. “What are you doing here?” I ask again.

"This is where I should be.” He sits down, scooting the chair closer to me. “I shouldn't have told Hawk to take you, when I'm the one who wanted to take you in the first place. I just needed to talk to Cut first."

"Are you going to tell me what's going on?"

"Yes, after the appointment."

"You didn't need to come, you know."

"I know. I'm beginning to learn there are many things I don't have to do. I'm starting to do the things I want to do and I want to be here with you." He reaches his hand out, taking mine in his. The rough calluses of his palm soothes over my skin. He continues to massage my hand, lulling me into a peaceful trance. My head falls back as I take in the feel of his fingers rubbing the muscles of my hand. My muscles relax and the tension that I had built up in my shoulders relaxes with each squeeze of my hand. "You need more of this, sugar. You need more relaxing and less worry. I'm going to make sure that happens."

"Well, Sin, this is a surprise." Doc walks in, ending the massage session.

"Hey Doc, get used to seeing me, I’ll be coming with Savannah from now on. I'm right where I want to be." He winks at me.

“That’s good to hear.” Doc smiles. “Well, Savannah, I know you’re worried about the morning sickness, and you have every right to be. I would like to see you gaining a little more weight, but I understand that you getting sick is hindering that.”

“I’ve tried everything to keep the food down, but nothing seems to be working. I thought morning sickness was supposed to let up after the first trimester. I started getting it after.”

“Every pregnancy’s different Savannah. You’re far enough along where I don’t have to do a vaginal ultrasound. We can do the ultrasound over the stomach. First I’ll check your cervix to make sure everything is as it should be.”

He pulls the metal stirrups from the table. My heart pounds against my chest knowing that he’s going to be where I wouldn’t want any man. Jealously takes hold of me. “Sin.” His voice pulls me from my thoughts. He grabs a paper cover, handing it to me. “Savannah knows what to do. I’ll be right back.”

She maneuvers her hands under her as she starts to slide her panties down by rocking from side to side. “Would you like me to leave, until you’re covered? Um, maybe turn around?”

“I don’t have anything you haven’t seen before, Matthew.”

She’s right. I may not have seen her before, but I’ve seen my share.

I stand and drape the cover over her legs as she pulls the gown up completely exposing her stomach. No longer a flat smooth surface, she runs her hands over her growing tummy. “It’s getting hard.” She says, but my mind drifts to other things that are getting hard. “What?” She asks.

“You’re beautiful.”

She laughs. “My body’s changing. See.” She points to her stomach. “I may never have a flat stomach again.”

“Am I perverted for being extremely turned on right now?” I brush my hand over her abdomen, which causes chills to spread over her skin. I can’t seem to wrap my mind around the fact that there’s a baby under the silkiness of her skin.

She rolls her eyes. “How can you be turned on right now?”