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15. Trouble in Paradise
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Baby's Daddy 15.5. A Day at a Time
Kiersey muttered a groan as the car merged into the light road traffic and clicked the button to do up her window. She had forgotten about the rain for a moment there. Although it was significantly light, but being exposed to it for long would soak you up all the same.She decided to put away any thoughts for Rocco at the moment. Whatever his problem was, she was sure he could take care of it.She thought about picking up her phone to call Kizza and letting her know how the divorce mediation had gone but decided to put it off for later. Once she was done for the day at work, she would go soak in a much-needed bath and call. And maybe she'd call Kevyn too. He didn't know when her divorce was being finalized but he'd be worried sick anyway. And maybe Ryan too.She smiled absently as a thought sunk in. Before, Kevyn might have been the only person she'd have had to phone. In the quest for her baby's daddy, she had made a couple of friends that she never would have met otherwise.Before a
Baby's Daddy 16. All by Her Lonesome
It was a week later and Kiersey was in the waiting room of the sonographer, waiting to be called up for her first..She was supposed to have done this for the first time last week but it had been postponed due to one medical situatuon at the clinic or the other. She wasn't too sure. The merry-as-a-cricket secretary that had spoken to her over the phone had said it was something to do with the clinic or was it the sonographer? And could they schedule her for next week Tuesday?She tried to feel comfortable in the plush tangerine leather three-seaters in the reception. There were three short rows of the seats to the right of the reception room, an elevated receptionist's desk occupied the left side of the room opposite them and the professional's door stood at the end of the room on that side.The young couple in front of her tittered again and she looked up from her phone. The twosome spotted bottle-red hair and looked to be about twenty one. Twenty three tops. There bright heads were
Baby's Daddy 16.5. Sonogram
Mrs Hard was a gaunt, bespectacled woman in her late thirties, blue-streaked brown hair twisted in a tight ballet knot in the middle of her head.The sonogramist cum doctor showed her to one of those lie-back exam tables that always felt like a cushion of heaven. Then she set up the array of computers ahead of them and plugged something into the wall."You said in the form you didn't want to know your baby's gender yet," the woman stated after a long scrutiny of the thin brown file in her hands."Yeah," Kiersey confirmed with a smile and a nervous chuckle. "That's kinda old-fashioned, right?"The woman chuckled back but didn't say anything, instead, she stood up from the stool beside the comfortable chair and went to slip on gloves."I understand this is your first time," Doctor Hard said. "Why did you opt for a clinic though, and not the hospital you initially registered with?"Kiersey's brows furrowed. The question took her mind back to the damned mix-up the government hospital had
Baby's Daddy 17. Catching Up
Thursday afternoon found Kiersey in the teacher's cafeteria sipping on a freezing milkshake when the message came in.She had sent that message two days ago and had pretty much forgotten about it, so seeing a follow-up message pop up on her notification bar out of nowhere had surprised her.A message from the_marigna_fry_official: Kiersey? My Kiersey??? OMG, HI!!!!!Almost choking on her milkshake, she excused herself from the table of five and the current discussion to find an empty seat. Her pulse had gone into a mad orbit in the time it took her to relocate. Her nerves were alive with bubbles of apprehension and part-excitement.kiey_west: Yeah, it's me! I so didn't expect to get a reply. How have you been??Her thumb hovered above the send button. She stared at what she had typed and quirked her lips. It sounded a bit cheesy. What else could she say that didn't? Wouldn't it be tacky too if she went and sounded too formal? They hadn't been in contact for years, after all, so a lot
Baby's Daddy 18. Over Pancakes
"You nosy buttinsky!"Kiersey looked up from where she was flipping pancakes to see that Autumn had Peyton in a loose headlock and both girls were giggling nonstop."Shut up, you shrew. I knew you liked him!" Peyton exclaimed, still stuffed with giggles. "Let go of me, lover girl," she croaked further."Gimme my phone first," Autumn insisted. "And shut up, I don't even like him like that." The girl tried to frown and look serious, but the giggles still burst through.Kiersey smiled as she dropped the done pancakes into the dish bowl and poured more batter into the pan. "Okay, who likes who?" she asked.Peyton broke free of her friend's grasp with one strong thrust, almost getting a head rush. "Autumn likes Quentin!"Kiersey frowned as she mixed more batter. "Do I know who that is?""No," said Autumn, at the same time snatching the phone from her friend's hand and catching her completely off guard."Hey!" Peyton made no move to reclaim it. "I already saw it anyways. You soo like him."
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Baby's DaddyCopyright © 2020—2021 by InamorataFeelsAll rights reserved.This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.Except as permitted by the author, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the author.Blurb:Kiersey had her life going great for her, in fact, it was supposed to have been getting better. After two unsuccessful artificial inseminations, she and her high-handed husband were finally going to have a baby.But then a mix-up at the clinic p
Baby's Daddy 1. An Unfortunate Mix-up
Kiersey Lips tucked her hands into the hollow of her thighs to hide the slight tremor rippling through her skin. Her normally radiant face was pinched tight with worry as she waited for the clinic workers to see them.Rocco, her stout husband shifted uncomfortably on the plush leather reception seats beside her. "You'd think they'd answer us immediately after making all that racket about an emergency over the phone," he said in a barely concealed voice. Rocco had patience the span of a fireworks's lifecycle. He glanced at his wife and frowned. "Kiersey, stop fidgeting."Obediently, Kiersey removed her hands from between her thighs and bunched them into fists beside her to calm the involuntary shaking. She raised her head to give Rocco a slight smile. He still had his annoyed frown on his face and she wished they would be called in sooner. It wasn't a good thing for Rocco to be annoyed for a long stretch of time. Especia
Baby's Daddy 1.5. With a Capital F
Rocco burst into laughter. The audience in the room were confused at his reaction and cast worried glances among themselves.Kiersey didn't even notice her husband's reaction. It was like a loud bell had gone off in her skull at the news, it brought agony and pain and blocked out every other sound in the room. Her mouth dropped open like a parched fish and she looked down at the little bump of her stomach."No." That single, monosyllabic word carried so much pain and horror in it, it captivated the attention of every other person in the room. Rocco even stopped laughing to cast her a worried glance."You've got to be joking," Rocco said, glaring from one hospital staff to another.The woman in pink shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "Dr Lips—""Oh, please, save it." Rocco pushed up from his chair, filling the room with the sound of wood scraping against tiles. "How coul
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