You're My Little Secret 2 by Chenell Parker

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    “Brooklyn Andrews,” the nurse yelled, calling us to the back room. I helped Brook up and walked to the back followed by both of our mothers. “Undress and put on this gown,” the nurse instructed Brooklyn. “The rest of you can have a seat. The doctor will be in shortly.”
    “We’re getting another ultrasound today right?” I confirmed.
    “Yes, as soon as he’s done, I’ll be back to do the sonogram,” she replied with a forced smile. I knew that I was getting on her nerves already, but I didn’t give a damn. The last time we stayed here for over an hour, and she still couldn’t tell us anything. I closed the curtain and helped Brooklyn take off her clothes and put on the hospital gown. Even at five months pregnant her body was a work of art. I laughed to myself when I noticed how our mothers looked at each other when I was done. I was very hands on with Brooklyn, and I have been like that from day one. A few minutes later Brooklyn’s doctor walked into the room and greeted all of us.
    “Let’s check to make sure everything is alright with our bundle of joy,” Dr. Martin said after washing his hands. He slipped on a pair of gloves and started Brooklyn’s checkup. I always got excited whenever I heard my baby’s heartbeat and today was no exception. I was smiling from ear to ear when I heard the rapid beating and my mama’s face matched mine.
    “Okay, so the baby seems to be in perfect health. The heartbeat is strong, and all of your vitals are excellent. Just make sure to continue with your prenatal vitamins, and I’ll see you next month,” Dr. Martin said smiling. He shook our hands and made his way out of the room. Not even a minute later, the nurse was walking back in. I was happy that I didn’t have to go looking for her ass because I had no problem doing so.
    “Alright, let’s see what we’re having,” she said. She grabbed the blue gel and squirted some on Brooklyn’s stomach. She removed the probe from its hook and started moving it all around her belly while watching the monitor.
    “Sit down Dominic,” Brook said when she saw me standing over the nurse.
    “No, I’m trying to see what she’s looking at,” I replied with my eyes glued to the monitor. I saw my baby clearly, but I couldn’t make out the sex. Besides the head, I really didn’t know what the hell I was looking at in the first place. I looked at the nurse crazy when she started poking Brooklyn in the stomach.
    “What are you doing that for?” I asked.
    “I’m just trying to get the baby to change positions. I really can’t see anything with the way it’s laying,” she replied. I could tell I was aggravating her, but she was about to do her job today. I wasn’t leaving until I found out the sex of my baby. After moving the probe on Brooklyn’s stomach for a while longer, she stopped and put it back on the cart.
    “Give me one minute, I’ll be right back,” she announced before walking out of the room.
    “Sit your nervous ass down boy. You’re getting on that woman’s nerves,” my mama complained.
    “That’s her problem. She gon’ work for her check today,” I replied. Brooklyn and her mama were laughing, but I was dead ass serious. We had waited for another five minutes before the nurse came back in carrying a brown paper bag.
    “Can you sit up for me Ms. Andrews?” She asked Brook. I helped Brooklyn sit up, curious to see what she was about to do. She reached into the bag and pulled out two small cups of orange juice.
    “Drink this for me,” she instructed as she handed Brooklyn both containers.
    “What is that for?” I wanted to know what she was doing. If I didn’t ask any questions, we would never know what was going on. Brooklyn’s greedy ass just started drinking the juice without even knowing why she had to drink it.
    “The sugar in the juice tends to wake the baby up and makes them move around a little,” she explained.
    “Please excuse him, this is his first baby,”