My Expectation (My Escort Series Book 3) by Kia Carrington-Russell Page A

the city lights beneath us.
                  “Anything for you my most beautiful, Clover,” he kissed me gently on the lips and the world around us continued to swirl. Nothing seemed more relevant or important to me than Damon in this moment. I loved this man so very much.

Chapter Seventeen

     
     
    I nervously laid down on the bed waiting for the doctor to return to the room for our first ultra-sound scan. Damon giddily sat beside me, with his hair messy from his long day at work. I had finished a few hours before him. My sister while in the area for a few days, was staying at our apartment which she and Damon had schemed without my knowledge prior. She and Damon were so excited for this wedding that they had already started discussing flower arrangements and Megan was taking me dress shopping tomorrow.
                  Although it felt like everything was being rushed, I didn’t mind. I was excited as the two of them worked together. It almost felt weird that we hadn’t done it sooner. Damon and I were in some odd bubble of young giddy love. I imagined this is the kind of energy that spurred on lovers to run away and elope. I have never felt so youthful and focused on something else other than work. We wanted more than anything to be husband and wife. Neither of us second-guessed it, it was what we wanted.
                  The doctor greeted us as she came into the room with a smile. Her eyes diverted from Damon quickly. I still noticed how some women looked at him, he was gorgeous. It only made me feel that more special to be the one who he wanted for the rest of his life.
                  She didn’t say much but apologized for the discomfort I might have been in, I didn’t really have any. She lifted my shirt and applied a sticky gel. I had done this with Megan with both of her sons so wasn’t a complete newcomer to the process.
                  She rolled the stick around over my stomach until eventually she found something. It didn’t look like much and made a little regular pulsating noise. But alas, there it was on the screen. There was our baby. She pursed her lips and continued to look around on it. I frowned unsure of what we were looking at. It all looked alien like to me, but as she continued to search I was worried something was wrong.
                  Damon held his breath seemingly the entire time as he was entranced by the screen. I didn’t think that he realized something looked wrong until he pointed something out himself. “What is that part there?” he asked inquisitively.
                  The doctor gave a small smile at his open innocence. “I have to ask,” she started as she continued to awkwardly barge the stick on my stomach. “Do either of you have twins in the family?”
                  Both Damon and I went silent. “I don’t,” I said hesitantly.
                  “Neither do I, I think,” Damon said. We gave each other an unexpected glance.
                  She smiled with a small giggle. “Well, you do now. Congratulations Miss Granture, it would appear you have a set of twins.”
                  “Really?” Damon asked. He was squeezing my hand tightly. I wasn’t sure if he knew he was even doing it. He had such an open innocence to him. This part of him I had never seen before. He stared at the screen in bewilderment. I did the same, trying to absorb the news.
                  “Really Mr. Brogardt,” the doctor said. “Congratulations.”
                  “Two, Clover. We are having two babies,” he said abashed. I couldn’t help but laugh at him, his eyes seemed to boggle out of his head. He was so perfectly new to all of this, yet at no point did I ever doubt that he would be the most amazing father. All I had to process was instead of being a first time mother to one baby I would now be caring for two. That made