"So?" Katrina looked to her husband with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "What did he say?"
"Guy talk." The man smiled back at her even as he refused to open up to her concerning the details of his chat with her father.
"Guy talk?" she glowered back at him. "Are you kidding me right now?" She started to rise up with knitted eyebrows, but a firm grip on her hand stopped her in her tracks even as the doctor pointed to the gel that was still visible on the skin of her tummy. With a resigned look, she relented and allowed the doctor to help her back onto the table.
"It's nothing." the smiled amused by her failed efforts. "I am sure though, you will soon find out all about it."
With a murderous glint in her eyes, Katrina turned to glare at her husband, a look that he returned with an even
