“Wait, back up. Where did you spend two hours with her? I thought she was at home?” I question.
“She was walking around Target, and it was by pure chance that we were both in the baby department. We shopped and talked the whole time and I have to tell you, Jake, I know she has pride, but I also know she was watching price tags and looking for coupons the whole time. Make sure you’re helping,” she admonishes.
“Had I known she was going baby shopping I would have gone with her or asked her to wait until after her appointment today,” I explain to her.
“Oh good, I thought she was trying to do it all by herself. She about burst into tears when I bought her a bassinet to keep next to the bed after the baby is born. Speaking of, do you know if it’s a boy or a girl?” she asks.
“I’m going to spank her ass,” I whisper out, so my mother doesn’t hear that information and then tell her, “No, Rissa didn’t want to find out without me. We have her appointment today and we’ll know more afterwards. Hey, ma. I gotta go, I just pulled into the parking lot.”
“Love you, Jake. Give Larissa a hug from us,”
“Love you. I will, even though you just saw her,” I chuckled.
“Just do what you’re told. Bye,” she says with sarcasm in her voice.
“Bye, Mom,” I click the phone off and take the keys out of the ignition, unfolding from the truck I own. I make a mental note to see if Larissa will let me trade in her old beat up car and get her into something bigger and safer.
Speaking of, I see her car in the parking lot. She’s not anywhere where I can see her, so I head into the office building. I see her immediately. There she is, beautiful and hunched over a clipboard as she fills out paperwork.
Making my way over to her, I sit down next to her and watch her for a few minutes. She’s so lost in her work that she doesn’t realize I’m here until I clear my throat.
She lifts her head and sees me and that’s when I know she’s completely gone for me like I am for her. The smile on her face. The way she forgets the paperwork she was working on and her hands are tangled in my hair as she brings her lips to mine. I let her takeover the kiss, but when her tongue sneaks out to lick my bottom lip, it takes everything I have not to devour her here in the office.
I nip her lip as she pulls back, our foreheads meeting, and we stay still with our eyes locked on each other.
“Hey,” she whispers out. Her shirt is hanging off of one shoulder and I can see she has some kind of lace bra thing on. The things I would do to her, if we weren’t in public.
“Baby,” I grumble out. We part ways and she finishes filling out her paperwork while we wait for the nurse to call her back.
Chapter Twelve
Larissa
When the nurse called us back, she took me into a room before the actual exam room to take my vitals and the dreaded weight. I made Jake turn around when she did the last part. I know I’m pregnant with his child, but still there are some things a man doesn’t need to know or see.
She escorts us into a room where she tells me to strip down and put a gown on, with the opening in the front.
“The doctor will be in shortly,” she says, as she walks out. I start to undress when I hear Jake grouse, “This better be a female doctor.”
I can’t help it. I let out a loud laugh, my whole body starts to shake, that’s how funny I think him grumbling about my doctor is.
He sits back in the chair as I continue to strip out of my clothes. I’m down to just my bra and panties, when he rubs his hands down his face and says, “You just keep getting more beautiful every day, Rissa.”
I hold back my tears that I know will be on the verge of spilling down my cheeks. My curves have gotten curvier. My hips are wider, my thighs touch more than they ever have, and my breasts — I swear they doubled in size during this last trimester and here Jake is, telling me how beautiful I am.
It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him I love him, when he stands up and walks over to me. He turns me around and unclasps my bra, kissing a path down my spine as he pushes my panties down to the floor. I do a full body shiver as he grabs the gown from the table the nurse laid it on and helps me in it.