Page 45 of The Best Friend Problem
She rose from her seat, Finn standing with her. The nurse led them back, taking her weight, a urine sample, and her blood pressure and then instructing her to disrobe and put on a paper gown before she left the room.
“All right, turn around.”
One dark blond eyebrow rose. “Seriously?”
“Yes.”
“It’s not like I’ve forgotten what you look like naked. You can make me turn around all you want, but that image is branded into my—”
She smashed a hand over his mouth, her cheeks warmed, and a small giggle escaped her lips. “Shut up, you perv. Just because you’ve seen it once doesn’t give you a free pass for all future viewings.”
Something wet and smooth caressed her palm. She quickly pulled her hand away. “Ew! Did you just lick my hand?”
He chuckled. The stupid, sexy jerk.
“Just reminding you what else this tongue has touched.”
Was he seriously flirting with her now? Here? And if he was, why was she enjoying it so much?
“Finn!”
“Okay, okay. I’ll turn around. But it seems weird.”
“This whole situation is weird,” she grumbled as she started to shimmy out of her clothes the moment his back was turned.
Once she’d settled on the cold, crinkly paper on top of the exam table, paper gown securely covering all the important bits, she cleared her throat. “You can turn around now.”
Finn turned, his teasing smile going soft. His hand reached out to grasp hers. “Hey, you know everything’s going to be okay. Right?”
She didn’t know that, but she hoped. Hoped that, somehow, they could navigate this tricky situation they’d gotten themselves into. Hoped that she could still have what she wanted without taking anything away from her best friend. Hoped that she’d still be able to fit into her favorite pair of jeans after she popped this kid out.
A soft tap on the door prevented her from answering.
“Hello,” Dr. Richardson called out as she entered the room. “Hello, Prudence. How are you feeling lately?”
“A little nauseous, but otherwise fine.”
“Good, good. And is this the father?” The doctor glanced at Finn.
“Yeah, um, yes, this is my…this is Finn.”
“A pleasure to meet you, Finn.”
Finn stuck out his free hand, accepting the shake her doctor offered. “Nice to meet you, too.”
“Okay, let’s get started and get a look at your baby. What do you say?”
She said ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
But only in her head. Outside she simply smiled as Dr. Richardson scrubbed her hands in the sink before donning gloves and instructing her to lie back. Finn stayed near her head, never letting go of her hand as the doctor wheeled over a machine with a video screen and a wand that looked like something Mo might keep in her bedside drawer.
The doctor rolled something that looked suspiciously like a condom onto the wand thing and squirted some liquid over it.
“Okay, this might feel a bit uncomfortable, but it’s going to give us a great view of your baby.”
She winced in discomfort, but honestly, it wasn’t too terrible.
“Okay, you hear that?”
