Finding Christina (Wild Rose #2) by Scarlett Jade Page A

imagine how you feel.”
    “I kinda doubt it, Dr. Imohara. I really do,” Christina whispered.
    “You’re right, I don’t get it, but I do sympathize. I’m going to give you prescriptions for you to continue these medicines. I have some connections in Connecticut and we can find a doctor for you there. This will hold you until we can get you in. I’ll send the blood work I want done with you and Dr. Raleigh can have it drawn all at once. We’ll pass the results along.” He stood, visibly flustered, and left the room.
    Christina rubbed at her eyes and waited. The nurse came a few moments later with her prescriptions. “If you’ll come with me?”
    Her next appointment of the day was with Dr. Raleigh, the OBGYN. The nurse led her to another waiting room and pointed at the clipboard at the front desk. “Sign in there.”
    Christina followed the nurse’s directions and sat in another taupe chair to wait.
    Finally she was called back to a room by a kindly older nurse. She flipped through a magazine while she waited, and her heart stopped as she came across an article about a band. The headline read, “So Glad to be Together Again!” That wasn’t what left her breathless, it was the man pictured with the band. Drake Stone was gripping a guitar and wearing a shirt that said, ‘Jacob’s Ladder,’ the band’s name. She skimmed the article and her mouth fell open.
    Sexy as sin teacher Drake Stone had moved to California, taken up with his high school band and they were getting ready to go on a world tour after their next album dropped. Holy shit!
    She was pulled from her reading by a knock at the door. A middle-aged black man swept in. “Hi there, Christina, I’m Dr. Raleigh.”
    “Hi,” she mumbled back, her nerves getting the best of her. She closed the magazine and placed it beside her on the chair.
    “Nothing to be nervous about. I’m going to ask you to lie back and lower your pants. I’ll tuck a rag in here and if you’ll pull your shirt up...I’d like to do an ultrasound on you, to see how the baby looks and give you an official due date. I know the ER said you were about eleven weeks by their last scan, but I’d like to take a peek. Plus, I’m sure you’d like to see your baby.”
    Christina followed his instructions and he pulled out the end of the table for her legs to rest on. He flicked on the ultrasound machine and typed in some information from her chart, then squirted warm gel on her stomach. Using a probe, he pressed and twirled on her lower stomach. His brow furrowed as he looked.
    “Can I see?” Christina squeaked nervously.
    He smiled and turned the screen toward her. “Sure. There’s your baby.”
    Christina stared at the screen. Tears filled her eyes and splashed down the sides of her face. “It’s beautiful.”
    “Do you want to know what you’re having?”
    “Isn’t it too early?” Christina asked, thinking back on her science classes at school.
    “Usually, but the baby is in a great position this time.”
    “Yes!” She squeaked excitedly.
    “It’s a boy. Do you see that there?” He pointed to a funny shaped blob.
    “Yeah?”
    “That’s his penis.” Dr. Raleigh laughed.
    “Oh!” Christina gasped. “It’s a boy.”
    “When was your last period?”
    “I’ve never had a really regular one, that’s why I never thought I could be pregnant. My last one was September 20 th . Since I had my abortion when I was fourteen, my periods have been really weird.”
    Dr. Raleigh removed the wand and wiped the gel off her belly. “You’re fourteen weeks by my calculations. If we go by your last period, it says fourteen weeks too.” He picked up a little calendar and showed her. “Your due date is June 27 th .” He printed a picture of the baby off and handed it to her.
    “So the end of the semester, pretty much.”
    Dr. Raleigh frowned. “You’re in school? I don’t know that you’ll make it there. We’re going to shoot for it, but I don’t think it would be