“I trust you’re having a lovely day Miss Jensen,” a female gynecologist said, settling on a seat directly opposite me.
I flashed her a polite smile before glaring down at Jordyn who looked a little bit too happy to be with me.
Because Jordyn couldn’t keep it in his pants, he had booked an appointment for me as soon as Monday.
He booked it late enough so we could come in after classes.
Because not a lot of boys came for a check up, he was able to get his test done before I could get in for my appointment.
He couldn’t stop rubbing how clean he was in my face!
The I.diot had somehow squeezed himself into the consultation room with me.
He claimed he wanted to be there for me in every step of the way.
Eye roll.
He was acting like I was pregnant and I found my hands shaking unconsciousl
