"Mr. Gray, would you like anything to drink?" The female nurse asked Leo enthusiastically, gravitating towards him like a butterfly would to a flower. She tugged at the hems of her uniform quietly, a large expanse of pale skin near her collarbone was immediately exposed.
"A cup of coffee would be great, thank you!" As if he hadn't just seen what the female nurse had done, Leo turned to me and asked casually, "What would you like?"
"Water is fine." As a doctor myself, I knew I had to take special care of myself seeing that I was pregnant. After all, I was not just eating or drinking for myself. I still had my baby to think about.
Other types of drinks would more or less carry some substances that would not be ideal for the baby's growth. Although a small amount of such substances would
