He was surprisingly efficient as he examined her breasts and she relaxed slightly.
“Good, everything feels good. I’ll make sure to do that each month.”
A pang hit her as he spoke of the future. She took in a shuddering breath as he lowered the blanket further, revealing her stomach.
“All right, baby doll?”
“Yeah.”
“Tell me if there’s any pain or anything. We’ll need to get some bloodwork done. But I don’t have the equipment with me for that. I’m guessing it’s been a while since you’ve seen a gynecologist.”
“Umm, I’ve never seen one.”
He placed his hands on either side of her, leaning down, a hint of anger in his eyes. “Never?”
“No,” she replied, wondering why he was so angry.
He looked away; his jaw clenched. “All right. We’ll add that to the to-do list.”
“I’m not sure I want to see one.” She bit her lip, worrying it.
“I can take care of that for you if you want.”
Okay, so what was worse? Having him examine her or a complete stranger?
“I’ll make an appointment with a gynecologist,” she squeaked.
His lips twitched. “Don’t trust me?”
“No…it’s not that. It’s just…” she glanced away, feeling silly. He’s a doctor, Caley.
“When you want me down there, you’d rather it was for pleasure?”
She gaped at him then rolled her eyes at his smirk. “Something like that,”
she muttered.
“It’s okay, baby doll. I’m teasing. I get it.” He leaned in and kissed her lightly. “But just so you know, some medical role play can be fun. Especially since I’m a doctor and have access to all the good medical equipment.”
Medical role play? Her body stirred at the thought. She hadn’t written a book about that yet, but imagine if she had some real-life experience to add in. Except, would he be happy about that? It wasn’t like she’d mention his name, but maybe he’d feel like he was being used.
“Okay, you’re off in your head again and I want you here.”
“Sorry,” she croaked.
He pulled the blanket up. “I’m going to go get a few more of your presents before I take your temperature. See if I can keep you focused and your mind off work.”
She felt bad that she’d kind of blanked out on him. But why didn’t he just take her temperature first? It didn’t take that long to stick something in her ear or mouth.
When he returned, he held one of her plates. Did he have a snack for her? Was that her gift?
Then he put the plate down on the bedside table and she leaned up on one elbow to look at what was on it. Her mouth dropped open in shock at the sight of two dildos, one was small and black with a wide end. Anal plug. The other was pink and long and had a power button at the end. There was also a tube of lube. He then pulled a glass thermometer from his first-aid kit and placed it on the plate. It looked thicker than any thermometer she’d ever seen.
“Umm, Issy…” she said with worry in her voice.
He glanced down at the plate then at her. “I washed them all, don’t worry.”
Not what she was worrying about. But now that he mentioned it…yay for cleanliness. Not that she’d expect anything else from him.