11-18-2021, 03:31 AM
Doctor Branson shook his head in disagreement. “I wish I could tell you that I could perform blood work here, but that’s well beyond my license and well beyond my expertise. Fortunately for you, Kyson can waiver some celebrity privacy.”
And by that, he meant Kyson could have it so that all of this truly stays behind closed doors.
“Alright,” Kyson announced. “Let’s put this storm to rest.”
And by storm, he meant finally having this issue resolve itself. He needed to know just as much as Jace needed to know.
“I will say that it is uncharacteristic of you, Kyson,” Dr. Branson stated. He would finish. “I’ve never known you to fancy another man in all my time working with the group.”
He was right, which also meant that there was a high possibility that Kyson and Jace both were affected by the virus in the air. That also meant that it was extremely likely Jace was indeed pregnant, but blood would test it once and for all. Kyson placed a fisher’s hat over his short curly hair and face. He needed to be incognito for this as he hefted up his keys.
“Alright, let’s head over to the Hospital.”
He would drive in a tinted vehicle, doing as he was instructed to park his vehicle in the back as opposed to the parking lot and front. Only when him and Jace were in a room did Kyson exhale.
“Okay,” he said with a little panic, at last. He had quite the great way of keeping it all together until he couldn’t. “That was two weeks when we had our encounter and now you’re getting sick.”
A knock arrived on the door and a nurse stepped in.
“Hey guys,” she announced. “I’m here to get you all ready for blood work and a sonogram. While the Sonogram wouldn’t detect the fetus this early on, it will reveal to all of us if a cavity is inside you.”
And by cavity, she was referring to a very functioning womb. For men, it became a cavity of space because normally, they wouldn’t have a womb.
And by that, he meant Kyson could have it so that all of this truly stays behind closed doors.
“Alright,” Kyson announced. “Let’s put this storm to rest.”
And by storm, he meant finally having this issue resolve itself. He needed to know just as much as Jace needed to know.
“I will say that it is uncharacteristic of you, Kyson,” Dr. Branson stated. He would finish. “I’ve never known you to fancy another man in all my time working with the group.”
He was right, which also meant that there was a high possibility that Kyson and Jace both were affected by the virus in the air. That also meant that it was extremely likely Jace was indeed pregnant, but blood would test it once and for all. Kyson placed a fisher’s hat over his short curly hair and face. He needed to be incognito for this as he hefted up his keys.
“Alright, let’s head over to the Hospital.”
He would drive in a tinted vehicle, doing as he was instructed to park his vehicle in the back as opposed to the parking lot and front. Only when him and Jace were in a room did Kyson exhale.
“Okay,” he said with a little panic, at last. He had quite the great way of keeping it all together until he couldn’t. “That was two weeks when we had our encounter and now you’re getting sick.”
A knock arrived on the door and a nurse stepped in.
“Hey guys,” she announced. “I’m here to get you all ready for blood work and a sonogram. While the Sonogram wouldn’t detect the fetus this early on, it will reveal to all of us if a cavity is inside you.”
And by cavity, she was referring to a very functioning womb. For men, it became a cavity of space because normally, they wouldn’t have a womb.
