Page 243 of The Virgin Romance Novelist Chronicles
“I missed you too.” I cup his cheek and deepen our kiss, amazed at how much I love this man.And how glad I am that he loves me.
He groans and puts a few inches between us. “Don’t kiss me like that, not when I can’t do anything about it.”
“Kiss you how? Like I love you?”
He pinches my butt, causing me to squeal. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. Now get in the car. We have a circumcision to attend.”
“Rest in peace, foreskin,” I lower my head and shake. “Rest in peace.”
* * *
“Ithink I have phantom pains.” Henry clutches his crotch. “Don’t you hear him screaming in there?”
“No, I really don’t.” I take a sip of water from my bottle.Stay hydrated.My mom has told me at least five times a day, even sends me text messages with water emojis.
“He’s in pain, I know he is.”
“Of course he is, but it’s okay, as he’ll never remember this.”
“But . . . his penis—”
“Will be okay. And you were the one adamant about Kellan getting a circumcision. You wanted him to have a penis just like yours.”
Henry bites on his lip and nods. “I don’t want him asking why his penis is warmer than mine.”
“Warmer?” I cock an eye brow at him.
Gesturing toward his neck, Henry says, “You know, turtleneck.”
I’m about to respond when the pediatrician walks through the door. Henry stands and pleads with the doctor—I’ve never seen him so distraught . . . over a penis. “How is he?”
Dr. Melons gives Henry a soft smile. “Kellan is doing great. The nurse is just finishing up.”
“And everything went well?” I ask, standing now too, feeling weird that I’m the only one sitting.
“Very well.” Dr. Melons gestures us to sit down as she takes a seat as well. She hands us instructions on how to take care of the bell that was placed on Kellan’s penis. “Here are some steps you should take to care for Kellan’s penis. The bell should fall off in five to seven days. You can drip water around his penis, but don’t submerge it in water.”
I glance at the paper and then back at the doctor. “And what about Vaseline? Do we need to put any on him?”
“No.” Dr. Melons shakes her head. “Not with this procedure. Just look out for infection and keep water away from it.”
Henry grips my hand in his. “We can do that.”
Smiling, Dr. Melons tilts her head and motions between the two of us. “You know, you should be very proud. Kellan undoubtedly has the biggest penis I’ve ever seen for a newborn. Watch out, he’s going to be popular with the ladies.”
Errr . . .
Did she really just talk about my baby’s penis size? Isn’t that inappropriate?
And weird?
What do you say to that?
Ehh, thank you? I grew that penis myself, in my belly. It was all the pickles I ate!
I glance at Henry to give him a disturbed look when I notice the pride beaming from his eyes and the smile passing over those delicious lips of his.
Oh hell, it’s as if the doctor just complimentedhispenis size.
