Free In Sly's Eyes: In Sly's Eyes Marco's MMA Boys Book 2 by S.M. Donaldson

away or pass out.
    “Sly, it’s just a doctor’s office.”
    He shakes his head. “Yeah, but there are pictures of weird shit on the walls.”
    “You said women are beautiful, just remember that in here.” I pat his chest.
    “Kara Chambers,” the nurse calls out. My heart starts pounding.
    He looks at me. “Do you need me?” All I can do is nod. I feel like I’m walking to my execution, but I feel like if Drake gave me something, Sly needs to know. We used a condom last night but I’d rather he know.
    As soon as I get to the exam room, Dr. Coleman walks in behind me. “Kara, I’m so sorry. We had a mix up with the blood work yesterday. We think we got all of the units straightened out but we’d like to be sure. I’m sorry to seem so unprofessional and the person who caused the mess was terminated. I’m just glad we caught the mix up.”
    “Okay, so what do I need to do?”
    “We are going to draw your blood again and run all the tests before you leave. It was just the blood vials that got mixed up so we won’t need to redo your pap smear.” I look over and see that Sly is turning red. At least my heart rate has slowed down.
    I look back to the doctor. “Okay, let’s get this done.”
    The nurse walks in with the blood kit. She sits down, wrapping the strap around my arm. She pokes at my vein, “Okay, squeeze this.” She places a foam ball in my hand. “Okay, big stick.” She sticks the needle in and releases the strap, “All right, now open your fist.” She draws a couple of vials and removes the needle, then folds my arm up. “Sit here and we’ll get this done as quickly as possible.”
    I tip my head to the side. “Thank you.”
    I look over at Sly. “Are you embarrassed to be in here?”
    “Don’t tell the guys I accidently ended up in your gyno appointment. They’d never let me live it down.”
    I smile. “Well, look on the bright side, at least my pap was okay and I don’t have to redo that.” I shove his shoulder lightly.
    “Why were you so scared?” He touches my shoulder.
    “Well, I had the doctor do tests for STDs and everything since Drake was, well, crazy.”
    He nods. “Yeah, I get that. I’m always careful, but we get tested every six months for work.”
    “I mean I think it’s okay, but when I got that message, I felt like my world was being snatched out from under me.” I climb up on the exam table.
    He looks around at the walls. “You guys have a lot of shit going on inside there.”
    I laugh. “Yeah, we do.”
    “So how does this table work?” He starts looking at stuff and pulls out the stirrups. His eyes light up. “Oh this could be fun.”
    “Dude, that’s sick. I don’t need to think like that while I’m in here.” I laugh and Dr. Coleman comes back into the room.
    He chuckles. “Son, you know they can get you for practicing without a license.”
    Sly looks like he was caught with a hand in the cookie jar. “I’m purely recreational.”
    The doctor laughs. “Okay, well I need to discuss some stuff with Kara.”
    Sly and the doctor both look at me. “Sly is my friend, he’s my support system, he can stay.”
    The doctor sits back in the chair. “Well, I know given your recent experiences you were worried about STDs, that all came out negative and generally, like I said yesterday, you’re healing great.” I notice Sly tense, worried about what we did last night. “As a routine, we went ahead and ran a pregnancy test. It came back positive.”
    I look at him like he’s crazy. “Excuse me? I have that implant thing. I can’t get pregnant.”
    “It’s not very common but some people do get pregnant while the device is in.” I see Sly sit down. “Now, if we hadn’t done bloodwork you probably wouldn’t have known for a few more weeks. We need to get that implant out and do an ultrasound to see how far along you are. Then I’m sure you need time to let this sink in. For your safety, we need to go head and get that implant out