Page 147 of The Betrayal
“I really do hope so.”
Both of our smiles reach our eyes, and we fall into easy conversation before I have to leave to meet Keaton for our scan. I was always excited before, but we have to have them every two weeks to make sure that the twins were growing well and numerous other checks.
Stepping onto the sidewalk, Keaton pulls up just like he promised. Walking forward, I open the door and he gives me the most handsome smile.
“Hey baby,” his voice is low as I slip in beside him, “how was Sage?” he asks as I buckle myself in and he pulls onto the road.
“Yeah good, was nice to see her. I've missed her,” I rest my hand on my bump as twin A kicks into it., my other hand rubbing my temple, my head is pounding. “How was your day?”
“Boring,” he smirks, turning to face me, “but I am excited to see the babies, are you?”
“Yeah,” I breathe, my heart racing, “I am.”
“Are you okay?” he asks.
“Yeah, fine, just had this splitting headache since last night and I can't seem to get rid of it,” I sigh, rubbing my belly. Truth was, I was worried about pre-eclampsia. Swelling, headaches… I mean, it could just be pregnancy, but I knew the signs.
“Well, when we're done, how about movie and snacks on the sofa?”
“With ice?” I blush, resting my head on the car seat.
“Definitely,” he reaches for my hand and brushes his lips against the back of it.
CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
KEATON
The meeting was drawn out. Wolfe is getting closer, and Titus and Xavier are getting jumpy. I know how he treated Amora and I get they want his blood, but I'm not sure if this is the right thing. Is he a threat? Yes. Do I think he will come for Arizona? No, and that's all I care about.
Arizona and the babies.
They're my world. All I care about.
Titus is trying to put provisions in place like moving Amora and Twyla into her mom and dad's home on the upper east side. They can hide her tracks from Wolfe, the hunter. He has some obsession with her, maybe it was because they were due to be married, maybe because she was part of a transaction. Xavier fucked up. Big time. I'm sure you know the story so I won’t bore you with it again.
I find a parking spot a couple of blocks away and put some quarters into the meter. We walk hand in hand towards Dr Kyra's office and I don't miss the little spring in Ari's step.
“You're in a good mood,” I scoot her over to the inside of the sidewalk, so I’m roadside. Don't like the thought of her being near the road.
“I am looking forward to seeing the babies,” she admits, a glint of something in her ice blue eyes. I could lose myself in them, drown in them completely. Never wanting to resurface, even if that meant I had to give my last breath. For her, I would. Every single time.
Climbing up the steps to the doctors, we buzz through and check in with the receptionist. We sit and wait in the clean office, and for some reason, nerves float through me and cramp my stomach and she senses it in a heartbeat. Of course she does. My leg is bouncing up and down, but her palm is pressing against my thigh and a calmness crashes over me like a wave against sand.
The door swings open and an impeccably dressed Dr Kyra walks out into the quiet waiting room and calls Arizona's name. She stands first, then me. Her fingers brush against mine and I link mine through hers. Desperate to feel the rush from her touch, to feel the way my skin tingles from my head to my toes.
“How are you both?” Kyra asks but I keep quiet. I am fine. It's not about me. It's about Ari.
“Yeah okay, achy. My stomach feels so heavy.”
“Well, that's understandable. You're what, thirty-one weeks now?”
“Thirty, plus five,” I correct her and give Ari a slow wink.
Kyra smiles at me and starts tapping on her computer.
“But apart from what you mentioned, you're feeling well?”
Ari nods.