“Calmer is one word for it,” I said.
Her smile softened. “How have you been feeling?”
“Tired,” I said. “But better.”
“No more bleeding?”
“No.”
“Good,” she said, looking at the file. “That’s what we want to hear.”
I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding.
The doctor asked a few more questions, then washed her hands and moved toward the machine. “Let’s take a look and make sure the baby is doing well.” My stomach turned, but Ridge was already beside me before I could move.
I lay back carefully and lifted my shirt enough for the scan.
The gel was cold when she placed it on my stomach. I flinched a little, and Ridge’s hand closed around mine. The doctor moved the wand slowly, watching the screen while I watched her face.
I hated those few seconds.
They felt too long. Too
