Chapter Thirty-Nine
Susannah
Sliding my hips onto the examination table, I shivered slightly at the feel of the cool, crinkly paper under my hips. The thin cotton gown did little to keep me warm in the always chilly room. I glanced over at Ward, swinging my feet restlessly. My heart gave a little kick to my ribs when I saw the look on his face. He was looking at me, his gorgeous silver-smoke gaze steady. The muscle ticking in his jaw gave away a hint of nervousness though.
He swallowed, the sound audible in the small examination room. I was twenty-two weeks along now, and we were here for my scheduled ultrasound. Today, we could find out if it was a boy or a girl. We’d had a funny discussion about it this morning with Ward declaring he didn’t want to know if it was a girl because, if it
