Chapters (32)
- Cover
- The Pregnancy Test
- The Pregnancy Test
- The Pregnancy Test
- Contents
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Copyright
“I know, it’s unbelievable.” He shook his head. “And it has eyes and can suck its thumb and has fully formed sexual organs. It’s a boy or a girl already, a real live human being.” His thumb went over her belly. “Right there. Amazing.”
Had he slipped in the shower and hit his head? Something had obviously happened while she’d been sleeping, and whatever it was, he had lost his mind as a result. He shouldn’t be looking at her like that. He couldn’t. Their relationship couldn’t go there.
“How do you know all that?” She didn’t think fetal development was knowledge Damien had just picked up along the way. And they were facts he hadn’t seemed to know the night before.
“I read the book in your beach bag. Very informative.”
“You read The Everything Guide to Pregnancy?” She gaped at him, shocked at the idea of Damien Sharpton, workaholic businessman, thumbing through the Labor and Delivery chapter. “The whole thing? When?”
“While you were sleeping.” He frowned. “Hey, do you think I blew into your vagina?”
“What?” Mandy felt all the blood leave her face. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“It says in the book blowing into the vagina during oral sex can cause an embolism and is dangerous. I don’t think I blew any air, but what do you think? Did it feel like air was going into you?”
Mandy blinked. No one had ever discussed her vagina with such a cavalier attitude before, and she didn’t like it in the least. It felt uncomfortably as if she was at the OB/GYN, not lying in bed naked with her lover.
“I forgot to turn on my vaginal air pressure gauge,” she snapped. “I don’t know! I was too focused on not losing my mind to worry about physics.”
He looked hurt, the idiot. “Well, I didn’t know…I’m sorry, Mandy. I didn’t mean to do anything harmful to you or the baby.”
Oh, damn. His hand was stroking on her again, and she felt like the biggest bitch for yelling at him. “I know that. Of course you wouldn’t hurt me. But you startled me, and frankly, I haven’t read that chapter in the book so I have no bloody idea what you’re talking about.”
Which was rather distressing to realize that she was walking around making choices for herself and her baby without having the facts straight first. What was the matter with her? Who was she to think she could raise a child and not make a disaster out of it?