He showered then made her breakfast while she showered. She had to drink a lot of water and her bladder was full when they arrived for the ultrasound. She squirmed in her chair.
“You going to be okay?” Amedeo said.
“As long as this happens in the next half hour, I’ll be fine.”
They were called in minutes later. Violet lay on the exam table. Amedeo stood next to her, holding her hand. The technician came in. “I’m Josey. I’ll be doing the ultrasound today. I can’t do any diagnosis. If there are any problems the radiologist will talk to you. Do we want to know the sex of the baby?”
“Yes,” Amedeo said before Violet could. She smiled at him.
“Okay. Let me do the diagnostic pictures then I’ll turn the screen so you can see the baby.”
“Will it look like a baby?” Amedeo said.
“Yes, very much so. We’ll even put the pictures on a cd for you,” Josey said.
Amedeo nodded. Violet couldn’t wait. She looked at the ceiling as the tech uncovered her stomach. The gel was warm when she squirted it out.
“I have to take a bunch of pictures. Relax and I promise you’ll see your baby today.”
Fifteen minutes later Josey said, “Okay. I can show you the baby now.”
She turned the screen for them to look at. Violet smiled. Amedeo gasped. “Wow.”
“That’s your baby. Let me see if I can get a good look.”
“Are you ever wrong?” Amedeo asked.
“Well a boy can be hiding his junk or have it tucked in and we think it’s a girl. If we see his penis then we know for sure. Some babies are shy and don’t show us.”
The technician moved the wand around Violet’s tummy. “Anything?”
Josey laughed. “Okay. I got the right angle. This one is not shy.”
Amedeo leaned over Violet. She nudged him out of the way. “I can’t see.”
“Sorry.”
She looked and clear as day was a penis and testicles. She was right. Amedeo squeezed her hand.
“You are having a boy,” Josey said.
Violet laughed. When she looked at Amedeo, she thought he had tears in his eyes. She didn’t want to point them out, but they made her happy. He wanted this baby as much as she had grown to want it. Him.
“Any names picked out?” Josey said.
“We have it narrowed down to a few. Most likely something Italian to reflect Amedeo’s background,” Violet said.
“Vincent. After my father who died when I was a kid.”
Josey smiled. “That’s great. Let me put this on a cd and they’ll have it at the desk.”
Amedeo had not stopped looking at the screen. He had a silly grin on his face. “I’ll have a son.” He leaned down and kissed Violet. “A son.”
She nodded. “Now we can buy clothes and order the stuff for the crib.”
“Yes.”
Josey pulled a CD out of her computer then slipped it into a sleeve. “Now you can look at this anytime you want.”
She handed it to Amedeo. He held it as if it were gold. Josey handed Violet a paper towel to wipe off her stomach. “Thanks. Now I have to go to the bathroom.”
“I’ll show Mr. Killiano out to the lobby.”
Violet ran to the bathroom. She found Amedeo leaning against a pillar in the lobby of the medical building. He was staring down at the CD in his hand. Wow. He really was touched by all of this. What a sweet man. God, she loved him. Her heart could not be fuller with emotion. He spotted her then smiled. “Hey. You ready?”
“I am.”
“You mind if I bring this into work and show it off?”
“Sure.”
Everyone knew she was having his baby, but there had been no real talk of it. Guess that was going to change.
***
Amedeo watched Violet as she explained how she tracked down the hacker and the identity of the hacker. He had to tell her how he felt. He had to get it out or he would burst.
“Are you listening? You need to initiate charges against this man,” she said.
He still had the CD of their child’s ultrasound in his desk. He showed it to anyone who came into his office. He was probably annoying everyone in the office. It was his company and he could do that if he wanted. “I get it, Violet. I’m pretty excited that you sorted this out. Especially since I’m selling the place soon. I don’t need anything getting in my way.”
She looked at him. “Has the sale gone through?”
“Not yet, but soon,” he said.
Why was she so concerned?
“Will I be out of a job?”
“No, I told you that. Everyone has a job for a year. Or you can follow me to my next venture.”
“Which is?” she said.
“Not sure.”