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Serena.
Even if you have to move in with me right away…I have plenty of room.”
    “You ready for a
family?”
    “No,” My heart dropped,
“I’m ready for a family with you.”
    He leaned over and
kissed me, deeply and for the first time in twenty four hours, I felt as though
everything would be okay.

Chapter 7
     
    We decided that we
should be 100 percent on the fact I was pregnant so I made a doctor’s
appointment. I wasn’t looking forward to it. I was worried that someone I knew
would see me and guess what I was doing, even if I lied and said it was for my
annual exam. In the waiting room, I left my sunglasses on, which may have
attracted more attention than not. I had a beanie on my head. The weather was
chillier than usual this morning with fall slowly leaving and I had bundled up
in hopes to keep warm and disguise myself.
    My doctor was Dr.
Wright and I had been seeing her for years. I couldn’t ever be comfortable with
a male doctor. It felt weird that they would go through medical school and end
up preferring to study vaginas. Maybe it made me old fashioned but I always
felt the most comfortable seeing a female doctor.
    She came in after I had
taken the test and had been waiting for the confirmation that I knew as coming.
    “Well, Serena, you are
pregnant,” She told me, “Congrats.”
    “Thank you.” I said.
    Dr. Wright flipped
through some papers, “My guess is you’re about six weeks along.”
    Six weeks…that put this
pregnancy right at the start of fooling around with Bradley. I had taken my
pills late more back then because I didn’t think I would be having sex at all.
    She looked at me, “How
have you been feeling?”
    “The morning sickness
is a lot worse this time around,” I admitted, “I honestly don’t feel that great
most of the time.”
    “Well, you quit your
job right? You should be able to get lots of rest now.” She smiled.
    I felt uncomfortable.
That meant she knew exactly what was going on and had been following the story
in the press. Didn’t exactly fill me with warm feelings, mostly just worry that
she would tell someone. And something in her tone bothered me too…
    “Is that what you would
suggest?” I ask.
    “Well, as of right now,
you’re fine and good to go. If the morning sickness gets worse or you start
getting sick, give me a call.”
    I nodded, “Sure, okay.”
    “I suppose you will be
taking it easy though.”
    There it was again —
another sly comment. Her tone was mild but it felt as if she was suggesting
something. You won’t have to do anything now that you got a billionaire hooked
was what it sounded like. I didn’t like it. It made me uncomfortable.
    “I don’t know what you
mean.” I replied, pressing something I should probably drop.
    “Well you won’t be
hurting for cash, right?” She laughed, “At least not like you were two months
ago. This will be an easy pregnancy.”
    I felt a blast of
anger. It was pretty clear what she meant by that — that I had hooked Bradley
in so I could keep living rich. I had to get out of that room now before I said
something bad.
    “Anyway,” She was
saying, “I’m sure you’ll be okay. Give me a call if anything changes. Otherwise
we’ll schedule you for a check-up soon to make sure everything is okay and in
order.”
    I nodded, sliding off
the table, grabbing my purse.
    “Have you told your son
yet?”
    “No.” I said stiffly.
    “I wonder how he’ll
take it,” She mused, “So soon after his father died.”
    I snapped, “What are
you trying to say?”
    Dr. Wright blinked,
“What do you mean?”
    “I mean, it sounds like
you have something you want to say and instead you are just jabbing at me
instead.”
    Her faced paled, “No,
I’m…”
    I didn’t wait to hear
her answer. I wasn’t interested in it. I stormed out of the room, feeling
angry. I tried to shove my anger down as I went to pay for my appointment. I
told myself that I should get used to this — that this is what it was