Adamo’s POV
I pulled into the parking lot of the medical facility, my grip tightening on Sade’s hand. She glanced at me and rolled her eyes, but I didn’t care.
"Come on, Dom," she sighed, squeezing my fingers. "We're professionals. We know better."
"Yeah, but still," I grumbled. "I don’t care how old this Dr. Romano guy is, he shouldn’t be looking down there. Didn’t you think about that?"
Sade exhaled, clearly amused. "First of all, he's not going to be 'looking down there.' We're here for an ultrasound to check on the baby. And secondly, he’s a highly respected OB-GYN. He’s literally delivered hundreds of babies."
"Okay, but doesn’t he have to do an internal ultrasound or something?"
"No, Dom, I’m ten weeks. It’s just a regular abdominal scan. They’re checking the heartbeat, the gro
