Her lower half is draped with a sheet, and if you didn’t see the wand before it went in, you’d have no idea she has something up her vagina that can take pictures.
Cody and Garrett walk in holding hands, and Friday smiles at them. She’s still shivering, though, and her teeth start to chatter. I bend over her face and look into her eyes, then drag my finger down her nose over and over until her eyes close. Her dark lashes flutter against her cheek, and then she opens her green eyes and looks into mine.
“Thank you,” she whispers. She takes a deep breath.
I kiss her cheek and scoot closer to her, and Cody and Garrett step up beside me. Cody takes her free hand, and they look toward the monitor.
The technician maneuvers the wand and a picture appears on the screen. She squints, and her brow furrows. But then she stops and smiles. “Right there,” she says. She points at the monitor. “That little, tiny flutter. Do you see it?” She looks at the dads and I doubt they can even see at all because they’re both blinking back tears. She hands them tissues, and they wipe their eyes really quickly. Cody blows his nose. It sounds so much like a foghorn that Friday laughs. The picture on the screen moves, and the flutter stops.
“What happened?” Cody asks. “Is it all right?”
“Just needs a little adjustment,” the technician says. The flutter reappears. You can barely see it. It’s kind of like the beat of a hummingbird’s wings, and it moves so fast that you might miss the action altogether if you blink.
The door opens, and the doctor slips into the room. “Congratulations,” she says to Cody and Garrett. She barely spares Friday a glance.
I want to poke her and say, Notice the vessel, bitch, but I refrain. I squeeze Friday’s hand, instead.
She mouths, It’s all right, at me. I lean down and kiss her, because I just need to.
I don’t know at what point I started needing her. Probably the moment I found out she wasn’t a lesbian and I had a chance with her. But now I know it. I do need her. That scares me a little bit, and I am not sure she’s ready for what I want.
The doctor sits down on a rolling chair and looks at the screen, takes some measurements, and then scoots back. She pulls the wand from inside Friday and pulls off the sheath. She presses some tissues into Friday’s hands and then helps her up. I reach around behind her and pull the pillow closer to her butt because she’s naked from the waist down and not wearing a robe. She has a sheet over her lap, but still.
Friday rolls her eyes at me. “They’re gay,” she whispers dramatically.
“I still don’t want them looking at your ass,” I whisper back.
“I could be completely naked and they wouldn’t care.”
“I would care,” I grunt out.
“Why?” she asks. Her brow furrows.
“Because,” I murmur.
“Because why?” she asks.
I lean close to her ear. “Because it’s mine,” I say so that only she can hear me. “That okay with you?”
“Yes,” she says. “I’m officially pregnant, though,” she reminds me. Like I need reminding.
I look at her. “I can wait.”
An electrical current passes between us, and my skin does that little sizzle that only she provokes until Cody puts an arm around my shoulders and I have to jerk my eyes from her to look up at him.
“We’re having a baby!” he says. He squeezes me really quickly, and I thwack him on the back.
“Congratulations,” I say.
They’re so damn happy they can barely speak.
“I wonder if they make those candy announcement things that they sell at the baby store for dads? Like the funny cigars and stuff.” Friday asks. “Yours would have to say We knocked up a chick or something really clever.”
Cody puts his hands on his hips and fake glares at her. “Anyone who knows us at all would know we would never knock up a chick.”
“But you did,” Friday reminds them. She giggles, and I can’t bite back my grin.
The guys look at one another. “Yeah, we did,” Cody says, and Garrett kisses him really quickly. Cody looks sheepishly at me. “Sorry,” he says. “Didn’t ask you if you are okay with the PDA.”
I look at Friday, and I must have a question in my eyes.
“He’s fine with it,” she says.
Friday looks toward her clothes and up at Cody and Garrett. They’re not taking the hint. I get up and motion them closer to the door. “Let’s give her a minute to get dressed, shall we?” I say.
They nod and step outside. They’re jabbering at one another and talking about baby names. I smile and close the door behind them.