The Reunion: Still Falling For You (EN)

Chapter 2.22

Maya and Carina had made their appointment with an obstetrician and gynecologist specializing in IVF, the week after their visit to Mamie Gaga. They had ten days to agree on a donor.

They were on the couch on Wednesday evening discussing it. They had each given themselves two days to think it over before bringing potential candidates to this «official donor selection meeting».

/Flashback/

Maya had arrived a few minutes early from work to find her wife in the living room in a pantsuit.

- "are you going somewhere?"

- "this meeting is the most important of my life"

- "should I wear a suit too, Mrs. DeLuca-Bishop?"

- "you can"

Maya had returned a few minutes later in her Class A uniform, tie included.

Carina's eyes had fallen on her body and she bit the inside of her lip to hide her smile.

- "Would you prefer to sit on the living room table, Ms. DeLuca-Bishop, or can we sit on the sofa?"

- "The sofa will do..." Carina began, before taking on a more sensual voice.

"... But if you want to seal our choice after the interview by taking me on the table, while you're wearing your uniform, I wouldn't be against it."

Maya had pulled at her collar, as if suddenly seized by hot flashes.

/End of flashback/

So they were on the sofa reading each other's choices in silence.

-"tell me, is there one of your donors who doesn't look like me?" Maya asked her wife.

-"cosà?! I want a baby that looks like you."

- "and I want the day I'm the one carrying ; our baby will have similarities with you too and for us to take the same donor, for them to have a real blood link."

- "You say that, but your donors all look like me..."

-"Admittedly, three-quarters of them are brown... But look, half of them have blue eyes... They're all just athletic, with double origins, American and most are also Italian".

- "Did it take you long to make your choices?"

- "I started yesterday when we weren't in action, but I finished today, left Jack in charge and stayed at the barracks expressly for that."

Carina had tilted her head.

-"Really, Bambina?

I know how much you love going to interventions"

-"and I love even more knowing that we're going to make a baby".

The Italian had grabbed her wife's tie and pulled her in for a kiss.

They had continued to read through their options.

-"Bambina... You know our babies won't be born bilingual?"

- "and then we can give ourselves every chances..."

- "Mine are all blond, blue-eyed and athletic... And yours are like a mix of the two of us... I feel so bad... It's like I made my choices in a hurry-"

- "not at all. On the contrary, I can see that you want this child to have both of us. Because all your donors are a kind of »male me»... It's just that I've been thinking about who I'd like to carry a few years from now."

- "we'll go on with your list"

- "no... There are some good ones in yours..." Said Maya as she flipped through the pages one by one, looking for a donor who might look like someone who might have some of the both of them.