“We’ll draw some blood and get some tests done as well as an ultrasound just to make sure everything’s okay, and then we’ll take it from there,” Dr. Clarkson says. “How does that sound?”
I nod. “Sounds good.” Now that the shock of seeing Thomas has subsided, I’m starting to get excited about my baby. “How does that process work?”
He leans across the table and stares at me with his gorgeous dark eyes, and I’m struck anew by the sharp, masculine planes of his face. I swallow hard and force myself to listen to what he’s saying.
“Once we’re done with all the tests and see that everything’s working as it should, we’ll book you an appointment at the sperm bank, and they’ll take it from there.”
Fear courses through me as I think about the sperm bank. That part frightens me. I’ve done some research, and from what I’ve read, they send you profiles of donors who match your specifications.
“Talk to me,” T says. “I remember that look. You looked like that when you were worried.”
The easy banter we had enjoyed flies out the window, and tension fills the air. His words remind us that we are not a regular doctor and patient.
He lowers his glance for a few seconds and then looks at me again. “There’s several of us here, and I can arrange for you to see another specialist. I’m sorry. I hadn’t considered how uncomfortable this is for you.”
That would be the smart thing to do, but I can’t bring myself to say no. “It’s fine. Really. It’s nice to do this with a friendly face.”
“Okay.”
We smile at each other until it becomes uncomfortable.
“My secretary will direct you down the hallway to the lab.” He picks up the phone and calls her.
As T talks on the phone, I get a chance to observe him. He hasn’t changed one bit unless you can count growing sexier as a change. He taps a finger on the desk, and my eyes are drawn to his hands.
I remember he had massive hands and fingers. I blush at the memory of a finger inside me that felt like a small cock. I remember he could make me orgasm with a few pumps of his finger.
“She’ll make your next appointment, which should be in a few days’ time,” Thomas says.
“Great,” I say enthusiastically and stand up.
He walks me to the door. “It was great to see you again.”
“It was great to see you too.”
I let out a breath I hadn’t known I’d been holding when the door shuts behind me. I walk to the secretary’s desk, and she gives me the doctor’s card with my next appointment and then directs me to the lab.
“I can’t believe that was T.”
“Whose T?” Riley says.
I remember that Riley never got to meet him. “It’s a long story, but basically, he was this really hot guy that I was seeing a couple of years ago. You never met him.”
That’s the wrong thing to tell Riley.
“Why didn’t I meet him?” she demands.
We reach the lab, which saves me from answering but not for long. When I’m done with the tests, Riley pounces on me. As we walk out, I tell Riley the whole embarrassing story.
“Yeah, he was an ass, but you were weird,” she says.
Chapter 3
Thomas
I’m a coward. There’s no other name for it. Cora’s appointment is tomorrow, but instead of letting her come in, I’m giving her the results over the phone. I might be a coward, but it’s for the best. It’s better for both of us if we don’t meet again.
Cora is a walking, breathing temptation. Seeing her once was enough to awaken my attraction for her. I had to take a shower on the first day she showed up. I can’t remember the last time I jerked off, but it’s been twice now. All I can think about is how much I want to taste her again and hear her sweet voice begging me to fuck her. I don’t trust myself around Cora. Plus, I’m not so much of a dick that I don’t know how badly I hurt her when I ended our affair. Cora is the one woman I would not want to hurt ever again.
She picks up on the third ring.
“Morning, Cora. I hope I haven’t caught you at a bad time.”
“Not at all,” she says breathlessly. “I’ve just finished with an aerobics class.”
I imagine her hot and sweaty, with those little shorts she wears to teach class tight on her curvy ass. My cock swells as I imagine pulling down her shorts and fucking her while she’s leaning over my desk. I adjust my pants to give room to my rapidly swelling cock.
“I have your results here with me,” I tell her. “Everything’s perfect, and there’s no reason why you can’t get pregnant.”