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"Hello?" I heard an exhausted Tucker answer, since Danny had set the extension to speakerphone.
"Hey, Tuck, how are you?"
"Fine, fine," Tucker answered. "How are you and Sam?"
"We're doing great. In fact, that's why I called you. I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but Sam and I have some good news to share."
"No, Danny, I just got back from my honeymoon. You're not interrupting anything at all," Tucker said sarcastically. I bit my lip, resisting the urge to chuckle in fear that he would hear me.
"Okay, okay, point taken. How about you call me later?"
Before Tuck could answer, Danny and I heard Valerie's voice on the other end, talking to him. "Who's bugging us now?" she asked.
"It's Danny. He says that he and Sam have something they want to tell us."
"What's up, Danny?" Valerie said into the phone.
"Hey, Valerie. I'm sorry if I'm calling at a bad time, but I have something really exciting to tell you guys, and I couldn't wait."
"Just tell us already!" Tucker and Valerie said in unison.
"Sam's going to have a baby!" Danny told them happily.
"Oh my gosh! Congratulations!" the couple cheered from the other end.
"When is Sam due?" Valerie asked.
Danny held the phone closer to me, so I could answer her question.
"I'm not sure when I'm due," I explained. "I just took a home test, so I'm not 100 positive that I'm pregnant. I'm going to call the doctor tomorrow and make an appointment, so that I'll know for sure. But I'm guessing sometime early next year, maybe around late February," I told her and Tucker.
"Well, congrats again, you two," Tucker said. "What do you say we go out to dinner tomorrow and celebrate?" he suggested.
"Sounds great, Tuck. Why don't you call us later, and we'll discuss everything more then. Sam and I...have some things to do," Danny noted.
"Okay, talk to you later. Bye."
"Bye."
Danny hung up the phone and put it back in the charger, before turning to me, his eyes flashing green.
"I kept up my end of the promise, Sammy. I believe that makes it your turn," he grinned.
"You know it," I smiled back. "But my back's a little sore. How about a nice, hot shower?"
"Whatever you want, my beauty," Danny answered, his grin ever-widening.
He came over, scooped me up, and carried me down the hall to the bedroom. On the way, we both looked into the guest room, relieved that it was again unoccupied. Especially because it meant that we wouldn't have to be so quiet.
Danny laid me gently on the bed, then crawled in next to me. He took his time with me, deliberately kissing my face and neck as his hands wandered. He delighted in teasing me, and when I finally couldn't take it anymore, I playfully slapped his hands away. I carefully rolled on top of him, stripping him of his shirt and running my hands across his ripped chest.
"Sam," he murmured, his eyes now a bright green.
We relieved each other of the remainder of our clothing and spent a few minutes just admiring each other, before getting into the shower.
"You're so beautiful," Danny breathed. "You know, I read something about you getting bigger in places beside your belly," he said slyly. "I can't wait."
"Danny, you're horrible," I giggled.
"But you know you love me anyway," he smiled, pulling me closer. He started to kiss my neck, but then stopped after a moment to look into my eyes. "I still can't believe that I'm going to be a daddy," he sighed. "It certainly took enough times," he added in a teasing tone.
I giggled again at his last comment. "Well, that's just the way things turn out sometimes. Besides, I'm glad that I didn't get pregnant until we were married for awhile. We're fortunate that we already own a decent-sized house and have some money saved up, along with some job security. No pun intended," I told him.
"That's certainly true, Sam," he agreed. "But no more talk for now. It's time to get down to business."
Danny hugged me to him and kissed me deeply. "I love you, Sammy," he whispered after pulling away. "If I hurt you at all, please tell me. I want to be careful."
"Okay, Danny," I said. "I love you, too."
Feeling playful, I gently pushed Danny's back up against the tile, and kissed him forcefully.
"I love when you take the initiative," he grinned, locking eyes with me as the water streamed down our bodies.
The alarm sounded at 6:00 the next morning, waking both me and Danny up. I smiled as I noticed that I was still wrapped up securely in his arms. He let go of me for a moment to shut off the alarm, then started to hold me again.
"Time to get up, sleepyhead," I whispered.
"I don't want to," he whined. "I want to stay in bed with you," he added sleepily.
I couldn't blame him. He and I had had quite a...busy night. But he needed to get up for work, as did I, since the next issue of the monthly magazine I worked for was to go to press in a couple days. I work mostly from home, but have to go to the office for roughly ten days out of the month to help prepare the magazine.
After a moment of snuggling with me, Danny finally got up and dressed.
"You're going to try to get an appointment with the doctor this afternoon, right?" he inquired as I readied for my shower.
"Yes. I already submitted my articles last week, so I should be able to get out at noon today. I'm going to try to get an appointment for 1:30 or after, because the doctor is out to lunch until 1:00, and I want to have time to come home, eat, and change out of my work clothes."
"I wish I could go with you," he sighed. "I can't wait to find out for sure if I'm going to be a father."
"I know, Danny. I know it's hard on you. But I promise to call you as soon as I know anything, okay?" I attempted to comfort him.
"Okay, Sammy," he smiled warmly, walking over and hugging me. "You know, it's really too bad that we have to work..." he whispered, kissing my neck.
"Danny..."
"Okay, okay."
"Samantha?"
I looked up and saw that one of the nurses was standing at the door and motioning for me to follow her. I got up, and she led me to one of the exam rooms. It was 1:30 on the dot, the time of my appointment. I was happy to finally get to find out, but nervous at the same time. What if I wasn't pregnant?
The doctor came in about fifteen minutes later and greeted me with a warm smile.
"And how are we, today, Sam?"
"Quite alright, Dr. Sanderson."
"I understand you came here to find out if you are with child," she said.
"Yes."
Dr. Sanderson went on to explain how she would determine if I was pregnant. After going through the normal check-up process, she made the examination, then excused herself to process the results.
"I'll be back in about ten minutes," she informed me, shutting the door quietly behind her.
I decided to read a parenting magazine to pass the time, yet the minutes still dragged by. It was only 1:55, but it felt like more like 5:00. And I still had to wait five more minutes.
As I nervously stared at the clock, my cell phone rang, taking me by surprise. I cursed under my breath, annoyed at myself for forgetting to turn it off. I pulled it out of my purse to do so, but when I saw it was Danny, I answered it.
"Hello?"
"How's my gorgeous wife?"
"Fine, Danny. The doctor examined me and should be back in a few minutes with the results."
"I can hardly wait to find out."
"Same here. Listen, Danny, I'll call you when I leave the office, okay? I know you want to find out, but I really shouldn't be on the phone right now. It could foul up the medical equipment."
"Okay," Danny said sadly. "But call me as soon as you leave, okay?"
"Of course, babe. I love you."
"I love you, too, beautiful. Bye."
I hung up the phone and quickly turned it off. I tucked it back into my purse just as Dr. Sanderson came back in. I could tell what the results were from the look on her face, without her even saying anything.
"Congrats, Sam!" she smiled. "You are indeed pregnant."
"How far along am I?"
"While there is no way to pinpoint exactly how far, it is roughly six weeks," she answered.
"Wow, so only a week after my last period? I must have ovulated early."
"That does happen sometimes, even for women with regular cycles."
"So that means the baby should be due around mid-February of next year?" I inquired.
"That's correct. Now, I will need to see you again in two weeks, or earlier if there seem to be any complications. Once the baby starts developing more rapidly, the appointments will be more often, but for now, you should be fine to see me every two weeks for the first trimester," she informed me, before handing me a bunch of brochures. "Reading these should give you plenty of information, but of course if you have any questions, you can always call me. Or if I'm not in the office, you can speak with Dr. Fields. I know he has examined you on a few occasions when I was out, so I'm sure he'd be more than happy to help. Best of luck, Sam, and please make sure to let me know if there are any problems. Other than that, I will see you in two weeks."
"Thank you so much, Dr. Sanderson," I smiled warmly at her, getting up from the examining table and putting the brochures into my purse. I planned to read them as soon as I got home. That is, after I finished calling family and friends to tell them the good news.
"You are very welcome, Sam. Just take this card up to the receptionist, and she will fill it out for you once you schedule your next appointment."
Once I scheduled my appointment, I thanked the receptionist and the nurses and left the office in an excellent mood.
I got into the car and immediately removed my phone from my purse, then turned it on and called Danny. I could hear him straining not to scream with joy at the other end. I knew he wouldn't be able to keep it a secret, so once we hung up, I had no doubt in my mind that he would run off and tell his co-workers that he was going to become a dad.
I got home around 2:30 and spent the next two hours on the phone, an hour talking to my parents and another hour talking to Danny's. By the time I finished talking to Maddie, it was already 4:30. As Tucker and Valerie would be meeting up with us at an Italian restaurant downtown at 7:00, I still had about an hour to read the brochures Dr. Sanderson gave me. I decided to put off the other calls until later, as Jazz and Dash already knew, although I had yet to tell them the doctor confirmed it, and Tuck and Valerie would find out later.
I stretched out on the couch and began reading. I got caught up in reading the brochure addressing bodily changes resulting from pregnancy, in terms of both hormones and appearance. I made a mental note to have Danny read it later, as he would be pleasantly surprised to discover some of the effects of hormonal changes.
My mind lingered on that thought, and then it drifted to the night previous. I wondered how often Danny and I would have time to be intimate as I got further along, and especially after the baby was born. As I continued to ponder it, I lost track of time, and before I knew it, it was 5:30, and Danny was pulling into the garage.
"Hey, beautiful," he greeted me with a kiss.
"Hey, you," I smiled up at him.
"I'd know that grin anywhere. Thinking about last night, my dear?" he asked with a toothy grin.
"Maybe," I answered, my smile widening.
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