Her Only Son by Shawna Platt Page B

about what he was about to do.
    “You’re going to feel a little pressure, but try to keep your muscles relaxed.”
    As the procedure began, she felt herself tense, but took a deep breath and let it happen. She had to admit his approach was gentle, but she couldn’t get over the fact that he was literally in her vagina, shooting some unknown man’s sperm into her uterus. The thought made her nauseous again and she took another deep breath. It’ll be over soon.
    It only took a short amount of time and Dr. Rayner was removing the syringe. “Okay, all done.” He put the syringe on the tray. “That wasn’t too bad was it?”
    Kinsey shook her head, her eyes still closed. “No, but I’m glad it’s over.” You have no idea.
    He chuckled, pulled off his gloves, and pushed away from the end of the table.
    Dr. Westcott helped Kinsey remove her feet from the stirrups. “Don’t sit up yet.”
    After Dr. Rayner washed his hands, he turned to Kinsey. “We’ll monitor you closely for the next couple weeks to make sure the procedure was a success.”
    Kinsey cringed at the thought of having to do this again. “If it wasn’t?”
    “We do the procedure three times. If it’s not successful by then, you’ll be released from the program and can return home.”
    Kinsey didn’t know which was worse. Having this procedure be a success and have to carry some unknown man’s baby or having to have gorgeous doctor’s hand in her vagina again. She shuttered at the thought of both.
    Dr. Rayner walked to the counter and grabbed one of his business cards. He handed it to her. “If you have any questions or concerns, contact me immediately.”
    Kinsey looked down at the card and nodded. She glanced up when she saw his out-stretched hand appear by the card. She looked at his hand, knowing where it had just been, and reluctantly shook it.
    He smiled again and Kinsey quietly sighed. “It was nice meeting you, Kinsey. I’ll be talking to you again soon.” He turned and walked out of the room.
    Dr. Westcott walked to the computer and entered some information into Kinsey’s file, then turned to her. “Okay, you’re done for today. Go ahead and get dressed and I’ll chat with you for a bit before you leave.”
    “Thank you.”
    Kinsey got dressed and placed the used paper robe on the exam table. She picked up the business card Dr. Rayner had given her and studied it. She wondered what it was about this guy that was sending her emotions into a tizzy. She’d never had that kind of reaction to a guy before and it was messing with her. She closed her eyes and could see his face clearly. His soft, caring hazel eyes and tufts of curly hair still took her breath away. My god, girl, get a grip.
    The knock on the door brought her back and she looked over to see Dr. Westcott poke her head in.
    “Are you dressed and ready to go?”
    “Yes, I’m ready.”
    Dr. Westcott entered the room and handed some papers to Kinsey. She motioned to the chair in the corner that Kinsey’s clothes had been on earlier. “Please, sit down.”
    The doctor pulled the dreaded stool over and sat down in front of her. “So, are you feeling all right?”
    “I think so, yes. I just can’t stop thinking about what could be taking place inside my body right now.”
    “Well, that’s normal, but try to put it out of your head for now. The last thing we want is for you to be stressed out.”
    Kinsey laughed. “Yeah, I’ll keep that in mind.”
    “I know it’s easier said than done, but it’s going to be all right. We’ll take good care of you.”
    Kinsey smiled. “I know you will. I’m not worried about that.”
    “Good.” She pointed to the papers she gave Kinsey. “Everything you need to know about the procedure and possible after-effects are there. If you feel anything out of the ordinary, anything that doesn’t feel right to you, let us know right away.”
    Kinsey lifted Dr. Rayner’s card. “Yes, I will, thank you.”
    Dr. Westcott tilted her