We were turning into the wide parking lot of the two-story building that was once an old house but now renovated to a medical care facility housing a pediatric and general practitioner practice without Leslie sending us to our doom. I watch her as she grips the staring wheel in a death grip her knuckles pink from such a tight hold.

Her soft lips were being nibbled on furiously as she stares like a robot looking for a parking spot. I had so much I wanted to say to her but I kept silent. My earlier remark about me biting on her only infused the tension and not to mention the way her face tightened when I ignored the call further made it known I best remain quiet for now.

I however wanted this appointment to be dealt with first then I would ensure we dealt with all the misunderstanding and establish a firmer foundation. I wanted to set things right with my wife.

Once inside the neatly furnished waiting room, I instruct her to sit then inform the receptionist that Leslie Myers was here for her appointment with Dr Cynthia Reeves. It took only a few seconds for us to be directed to Cynthia's office.

With my hand resting on the small of her back in that customary way, I had come to enjoy doing I walk with Leslie inside the gay and brightly decorated office of blue, pink, white, and green undertones that boasted children drawings, family photos, charts and a huge display board that was tacked with a variety of cards both for well wishes and thanks yous.

"Hi, guys," Cynthia beams getting up from her desk to greet us warmly.

"Hi."

"Hello."

"Take a seat," she instructed then ask, "What's up?"

"I need to get me a check-up, even though I went to my local clinic," Leslie respond "and something for my morning sickness too." She also informed Cynthia about the intense bout of nausea and vomiting earlier this morning.

I sat and listened my mind filled with regret of leaving her alone this morning. I should have stayed and not rush on home.

After a few questions directed to previous cases of her morning sickness, Cynthia went on to ask about her visit to the clinic. "So they did your blood work and give you pills," she stated.

Leslie nod and gave her a brief overview of her visit to the clinic. I listen with a sense of bewilderment, this sweet gentlewoman came into my life so unexpectedly and brought with her so many new experiences that my heart became overwhelmed. I watch as Cynthia wrote on the paper before her and then look up to smile at us both before she proceeded to ask her about her mental and emotional wellbeing.

I felt rather than saw the slight tension in Leslie and I felt my heart sink somewhat. I knew things spiralled out of control and took both of us on a wild spin like a bustling tornado from the evening we met.

With all these feelings budding between us along with our marriage of convenience and our making love again only to be thrown ten steps behind because of the misunderstanding with Stella was no means easy for her.

Hell, I was hardly holding onto my patience and keeping my composure and unlike her, I was not pregnant and hormonal. If it had not been for our being here right now I would have already started making amends.

She smiles trying to lighten the situation as she said. "Well, where being pregnant is concern its a great circumstance I can tell you that much, however, I love my baby too much to let the cares and frustration of life break me." Why do I feel that was a warning for me, "and beside two small tubs of Crazy Jim grape nut and cherry vanilla ice cream along with my bottle of honey roasted peanut is my number one remedy for any additional emotional woes."

I watch as they both laugh a little and wondered what other cravings our child might instil in her. I wanted to be there when her legs ache to massage them, when our baby moves or kicks I want to rest my hand upon her stomach a feel him or her in action, I want to nestle her close to me every night and watch as she blossoms with our baby.

I wanted to have every and any moment with Leslie I could get. I smile as I watch her now a bit more relaxed as Cynthia proceeded to allow her to share the details of her pregnancy so far. Her eyes sparkled with awe and delight as she spoke. I reach for her hand that was nestled against her belly and rest mine over it.

I felt her tense again at this action but I kept my hand there. I wanted Leslie to know that our baby and she meant the world to me. Tonight I would show them that they were my world. I smile at the thought of this and the ideas that ran through my mind.  To facilitate this venture filled me with excitement but nothing however filled me with such a myriad well of emotions than the fifteen minutes that were to follow.

"Ok Leslie I want you to just remove the top half of your clothes and lay on the bed there," Cynthia instructs as she walks to a small area wash her hands and wait for Leslie to get ready.

Once on the bed, she did a brief examination of Leslie's breasts and belly. As she laid there she told us we could hear our baby's heartbeat.

I stood up and went to the bed looking at a flushed Leslie and smile disarmingly at her to loosen her self-consciousness. I stare at her as Cynthia applied the clear jell to her smooth still flat stomach and inform her that it would be cold.

Her eyes held mine as if sending me a secret message that I could not decipher. I reach for her warm hand and held it in mine just as the loud clear sounds of our baby's heartbeat filled the room from the machine that stood in the corner of the examination enclosure.

I felt tears burn my eyes as the strong sound vibrate in my ears and encase my heart further in love. I stare at Leslie who too was caught up in the overwhelming experience we were both sharing. She grips my hand as if telling me not to let go, but I was already in this for dear life.

I wanted to witness every transformation of her blossoming with my child. I wanted to watch as she transfigured into every stage of pregnancy. I could not take my eyes off her. I did not know when I fell so deep in love with my wife but I knew I love her heart, body, and soul.

I swallow hard as emotions rage through me. I knew I would forever love Leslie and the precious gift of our baby. I stood there and silently prayed that nothing takes them away from me.

I lost my dad when he walks away from Mama and us and was now on the verge of losing the man that took me under his wing and fathered me. I hope my child never suffers such a loss. I ask God to keep me in their lives so that I could daily build on this foundation he has started when he let her conceive with my child.

I was about to express my love when my phone rang invading the moment and breaking the connection between us. I stare at the number as I fished it from my pocket. I gave Leslie a deep kiss and excuse myself and went to answer it.

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Sup...hope you guys are ok 🙂

Well as we see Daniel is firmly rooted in his feelings for Leslie, was even going to let it be known... but it seems it's not always going to be easy to get his feelings out in the open.

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