Crimson Return by Daelynn Quinn

Author:Daelynn Quinn [Quinn, Daelynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-09-06T00:00:00+00:00

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A short, stout nurse named Orla leads us to the ochre-painted examination room. Her brown, beady eyes narrow suspiciously at Marcus under her jet-black bangs as she hands me my paper blanket.

“He’s the baby’s father,” I say. “I want him here.” She nods, but frowns as she leaves the room.

Marcus eyes the paper blanket curiously.

“What’s that for?” he asks.

“For modesty,” I say, reaching under my dress to remove my panties. Marcus grabs my hand.

“Allow me,” he says. A sly one-sided smirk stretches into his cheek and I pull up the skirt of my dress.

Marcus kneels down and his warm, rough hands cup each side of my hips. He sweetly kisses my belly button and a tingling electric shock dissipates into my limbs. Slowly, he slides my panties down and pulls behind each of my knees to remove them from my ankles.

“Oh, what I would love to do to you on this table,” Marcus whispers.

“It will have to wait,” I say, pulling him back up. He tucks my panties into his back pocket.

“I think I’ll hold on to these for a while,” his impish grin growing wider.

Almost on cue, Orla abruptly enters, carting the ultrasound machine behind her. Her eyes dart to Marcus, still grinning devilishly.

I scoot onto the table, while Marcus stands by my side opposite the machine. Marcus unfolds the paper blanket and lays it across my lap. There’s a knock at the door and it opens.

“Good morning Miss McRae,” says Dr. Yipolis, and he nods briefly to Marcus, who returns a slight nod. “Looks like you’ve got a busy day today, so let’s get right to it.”

I lay back on the table while Dr. Yipolis wheels his stool between my legs. Marcus shifts uncomfortably next to me. I can tell he doesn’t like what is going on. I don’t think he ever realized he had to share the vision of my lady parts with somebody else, especially a smoking hot doctor. I take his hand and squeeze reassuringly. He glances back at me, but the tension in his eyes doesn’t fade.

Orla squeezes the blue goo onto the ultrasound wand and hands it to the doctor, who carefully inserts it. I watch Marcus as he squints at the screen.

“There it is,” says Dr. Yipolis. “See that little flutter in the center? That’s the heartbeat.” The little blob has grown a little into an elongated peanut shape. In the center, the flesh ripples much faster than a typical heartbeat.

Marcus’s eyes glisten as he gazes in awe at the monitor. The tension that clouded them a moment ago has vanished, leaving only the essence of unconditional love. He can’t take his eyes off the screen.

Marcus shakes out of his trance when the doctor removes the wand, leaving only a blank screen. After handing the wand back to Orla, he takes another smooth, palm-sized contraption from the bottom shelf of the cart and squeezes the blue gel on it.

“It might be a little early, but let’s see if we can hear the heartbeat.

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