Free Senn (A Cocky Cage Fighter Novel Book 5) by Lane Hart Page B
Authors: Lane Hart
haven’t I taken that final leap with him? I’m not completely sure, but I know it has something to do with Senn. Maybe I’ve been giving him a chance to say he wants…more with me and will give up other women. Stupid I know, since it’ll be a cold day in hell before that happens.
Making my way to the front desk, feeling my gigantic shadow follow me, I check-in, and then take a seat to wait for them to call me back. Thinking through this while Senn silently taps on his phone next to me, I figure there’s no harm with him coming back today. HIPAA law protects my health information from being shared with anyone without first getting my permission. I should be fine. Everything is gonna be fine.
“Abby Merchant.” Christy, the usual ultrasound tech, short like me with a cute, brown bob haircut, calls me back, offering me a smile even though I’m late.
“Hi, sorry if I held you up,” I tell her, and watch her eyes go upward to assess the giant behind me.
“No, you’re fine. We were behind anyway. Is this your boyfriend?” she asks.
And here we go. “No. Baby’s father,” I tell her as I follow her down the hall to her room.
“Nice to meet you–”
“Senn,” he fills in for her.
“Senn,” she repeats and it comes out sounding sort of dreamy. “Have a seat there, and, Abby, you know the drill. Undress from the waist down, cover yourself with the sheet, and I’ll be right back to get started.”
“Thanks,” I tell her as she disappears, probably wishing she could get Senn undressed from the waist down. Hussy.
Since I’m wearing a black maxi dress because nothing else fits anymore, I lower my panties and lay them on the extra seat next to Senn. Then, I hike up my dress before sitting down in the reclining chair. I reach for the sheet and unfold it to spread over my naked lower body.
“Nice,” Senn says once I’m settled in.
“What?” I ask, looking up to meet his smug grin.
“I didn’t know I would get to see some pussy as part of this whole deal.”
I roll my eyes. “That is where the baby comes out, or did you think they pull them out of the navel?”
Christy comes back in before he has a chance to respond and takes a seat on the stool next to my chair. “So how are you feeling?” she asks softly.
“Great,” I say maybe too enthusiastically.
“Glad to hear it,” she replies, squirting gel over my belly and moving the wand around. “Ah, there she is.”
Senn jumps clear out of his seat and stretches his neck across me to get a good look at the screen. “Wow, she looks like a baby,” he says, voice full of wonder, and I have to bite my lip to hold in my giggle.
“She’s very modest. See how her legs are crossed?” Christy points to the area on the screen with her mouse cursor.
“Good, maybe she won’t be a stripper,” Senn mutters, and that time I do laugh. “You’re sure she’s a girl?” he asks, probably because he’d rather have a boy to follow in his fighting footsteps or whatever. While I had hoped for a girl, Linc wanted a boy from the moment I told him I was pregnant. He was so excited the day we found out…
“Oh, yeah, she’s definitely a girl,” Christy replies pulling me out of my reminiscing. She moves the wand around on my belly, and then she’s pointing out what she says are the female parts. I take her word for it.
“How is she?” I ask, holding my breath while she takes all the required measurements.
“Perfect,” Amy assures me when she’s finished. “Your amniotic fluid levels look better, and she’s a big girl, growing right on schedule for sixteen weeks.”
“Good,” I exhale in relief and could’ve sworn I heard Senn do the same.
“You can go ahead and get dressed. Let me just check to see if Dr. Jacobs wants to talk to you before you leave.”
“Um, okay,” I reply. I’m guessing the doctor will want to talk to me, but hopefully I can try to shoo Senn on out before that happens.
Unfortunately, I barely get my
Making my way to the front desk, feeling my gigantic shadow follow me, I check-in, and then take a seat to wait for them to call me back. Thinking through this while Senn silently taps on his phone next to me, I figure there’s no harm with him coming back today. HIPAA law protects my health information from being shared with anyone without first getting my permission. I should be fine. Everything is gonna be fine.
“Abby Merchant.” Christy, the usual ultrasound tech, short like me with a cute, brown bob haircut, calls me back, offering me a smile even though I’m late.
“Hi, sorry if I held you up,” I tell her, and watch her eyes go upward to assess the giant behind me.
“No, you’re fine. We were behind anyway. Is this your boyfriend?” she asks.
And here we go. “No. Baby’s father,” I tell her as I follow her down the hall to her room.
“Nice to meet you–”
“Senn,” he fills in for her.
“Senn,” she repeats and it comes out sounding sort of dreamy. “Have a seat there, and, Abby, you know the drill. Undress from the waist down, cover yourself with the sheet, and I’ll be right back to get started.”
“Thanks,” I tell her as she disappears, probably wishing she could get Senn undressed from the waist down. Hussy.
Since I’m wearing a black maxi dress because nothing else fits anymore, I lower my panties and lay them on the extra seat next to Senn. Then, I hike up my dress before sitting down in the reclining chair. I reach for the sheet and unfold it to spread over my naked lower body.
“Nice,” Senn says once I’m settled in.
“What?” I ask, looking up to meet his smug grin.
“I didn’t know I would get to see some pussy as part of this whole deal.”
I roll my eyes. “That is where the baby comes out, or did you think they pull them out of the navel?”
Christy comes back in before he has a chance to respond and takes a seat on the stool next to my chair. “So how are you feeling?” she asks softly.
“Great,” I say maybe too enthusiastically.
“Glad to hear it,” she replies, squirting gel over my belly and moving the wand around. “Ah, there she is.”
Senn jumps clear out of his seat and stretches his neck across me to get a good look at the screen. “Wow, she looks like a baby,” he says, voice full of wonder, and I have to bite my lip to hold in my giggle.
“She’s very modest. See how her legs are crossed?” Christy points to the area on the screen with her mouse cursor.
“Good, maybe she won’t be a stripper,” Senn mutters, and that time I do laugh. “You’re sure she’s a girl?” he asks, probably because he’d rather have a boy to follow in his fighting footsteps or whatever. While I had hoped for a girl, Linc wanted a boy from the moment I told him I was pregnant. He was so excited the day we found out…
“Oh, yeah, she’s definitely a girl,” Christy replies pulling me out of my reminiscing. She moves the wand around on my belly, and then she’s pointing out what she says are the female parts. I take her word for it.
“How is she?” I ask, holding my breath while she takes all the required measurements.
“Perfect,” Amy assures me when she’s finished. “Your amniotic fluid levels look better, and she’s a big girl, growing right on schedule for sixteen weeks.”
“Good,” I exhale in relief and could’ve sworn I heard Senn do the same.
“You can go ahead and get dressed. Let me just check to see if Dr. Jacobs wants to talk to you before you leave.”
“Um, okay,” I reply. I’m guessing the doctor will want to talk to me, but hopefully I can try to shoo Senn on out before that happens.
Unfortunately, I barely get my