42nd & Lex (47 page)

I guess neither one of us really put
together that if my great-great grandparents could have a child, so could we if
we did what people do to make children. We haven’t been actively trying, but
then again, we haven’t being trying not to either. I’m a little ashamed that as
a grown woman I haven’t been keeping track of this better. “What’s today’s
date?” I ask no one in particular.

“April first,” Dr. Steinman says with a noticeable
smirk. “And, no, this is not a joke.”

Fuck. My visit from my favorite aunt is nearly
three weeks late. It must have happened just after we completed the ceremony.

Lucan hears my mental math and takes the
phone from my hand. He thanks Dr. Steinman for calling and tells him we will
make an appointment next week for an ultrasound. They exchange a few more congratulatory
and appreciative remarks before Lucan ends the call.

Even if we couldn’t hear each other
mentally, I would have known what he was thinking. 

“Holy shit,” we say in unison. “Holy. Shit.”

I shake my head to clear it. “You know what
this means?”

Lucan looks at me with the biggest smile
anyone’s ever had and tears in his eyes. “What?”

“We have to tell my mother now.”