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“I can’t wait to find out the sex of the baby so I can have you help me design the nursery,” Saylor said.

“Yeah, I’m so excited about finding out the sex of the twins, too.” I reached for my grilled cheese sandwich and took a bite. My appetite was pretty ravenous lately.

“I’m amazed at watching Demi nurse little Hayes, but how in the hell can someone nurse two babies at the same time?” Peyton gasped.

“From everything I’ve read, it’s doable. But I’m just going in with the attitude that I will do the best I can. If it works, that would be wonderful. If it doesn’t, I can pump, and we’ll figure it out.”

“I can’t imagine having anyone on my boobs all day.” Peyton shook her head in disbelief.

“You’re feeding your baby. It’s natural and beautiful.” Demi chuckled.

“Oh, really. Look down at your shirt, girl. You’re leaking. Idon’t know how beautiful that is on your cute blouse.” Peyton sipped her soda, and I tried to hide my smile.

“I hope you and my brother have lots of babies, and I get to tease you about your leaking breasts someday.” Demi smirked.

Peyton shivered dramatically. “I have such perky breasts. I’m not sure how I feel about that.”

We spent the next hour talking about everything from babies to work to sex to home décor.

Girl talk was my favorite. I loved the bond I shared with these women, and there was nothing that we couldn’t talk about.

I was grateful for the life I was building in Magnolia Falls.

“Why do you look so nervous?” I asked, as Hayes held my hand in his when we stepped off the elevator.

“I just want to make sure everything is okay.”

I peeked up at my husband, this big, strong man beside me, who looked like he was about to pass out.

“Hayes,” I said, coming to a stop as he turned to face me. “We’re meeting our doctor, and it’s just a checkup.”

“Savannah.” His tone was lacking all humor. “You are carrying two humans in your belly. One is a lot for most people. You have two. I want to make sure you’re okay.”

I sighed. He was ridiculously protective, but I couldn’t fault him.

I worried every time he left for work.

When you loved someone so much that you couldn’t imagine your world without them in it, you could behave irrationally at times.

“Okay.”

He lifted my hand and pressed it to his lips before leading me down the hallway to the last door on the left.

I checked in and gave them my insurance information, and they called us back.

It was all very standard, with getting my weight and vitals and everything you did when you went to a regular doctor’s appointment, yet my husband paced around the room the entire time.

The nurse chuckled. “First-time dad?”

“Yes. This is all new for us.”

“I understand. It’s normal to be nervous. I’m going to have you slip into this gown, with the opening in the front. You can hop up on the bed once you’re changed. I’ll step out of the room and give you some privacy.”

“Okay, that sounds great.” I pushed to my feet.

“You’re going to love Dr. Shorting. She’s wonderful. She’ll be right in,” she said, just before leaving the room.

“I think that’s a good sign that her name is Dr. Shorting.”