Natalie's POV
My baby apparently decided my bladder was the perfect punching bag.
After several trips to the bathroom throughout the night, morning finally arrived.
Each time I'd gotten up, I'd checked the lock on my bedroom door.
I hated feeling so paranoid, but after yesterday, I wasn't taking chances.
After showering and taking my prenatal vitamins, I dressed and settled onto the bed.
Today was my ultrasound.
Despite everything, I couldn't help smiling.
A knock interrupted my thoughts.
“Morning. What can I get you to eat?” the prospect asked.
“I doubt you have it here, but yogurt and fruit would be amazing. Maybe some toast and scrambled eggs?”
“Believe it or not, we actually have that s**t. Bikers like fruit, too, you know.”
I laughed.
“Yeah, but when you macho men get t
