CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

Luna’s POV

“I’m never getting used to this” I whisper to Ace. We are both in the echography room and I’m lying on the hospital bed in a hospital dress. As stupid as I am, I put on a dress and now I had take it all off to change into a hospital dress right in front of Ace. He blatantly refused to leave the room when I asked him to so I could change. You have no idea how much I blushed and I’m still blushing right now. His hand hasn’t left my tummy ever since I lay on this bed. He keeps caressing my bump, then I remember how Asher made me choke on my soup this morning when he mentioned himself touching my tummy. I would die of embarrassment if that ever happens. Ace kisses my lips and tummy for the umpteenth time and I can’t help but roll my eyes. He’s exaggerating.

The door creaks open and the sonographer walks in, it’s the same woman who always does my ultrasound.

“You are once more welcome Mr. Ac