Luke & His Runaway Love (Book Two Of The "And His" Series) (WIP)

Chapter Twenty Seven ~ Helen

"It's a girl" Maria cries happily.

"Fuck off, you're lying" Luke laughs going white as a ghost.

"No, I'm not" she growls. "That there is a burger, not a turtle" she tells him.

Luke's mouth opens and closes frowning at my best friend whilst I'm lying down on the bed trying to keep myself from laughing my arse off.

"What the fuck are you talking about, woman?" Luke growls.

Maria shrugs and points to the screen. "You're having a girl, mr police man, that's a burger not a turtle" she tells him again.

Luke looks at me flabbergasted. "What the fuck is she on?" He hisses. "Why is she talking about turtles and burgers?"

Which sets me off, I'm crying laughing so loud, legit tears are pouring down my face. "Great, you've made my woman cry now" Luke hisses. "I hope you're happy" he tells Maria.

Maria scowls at Luke and places her hands on her hips. "Fool, she ain't crying Cos she's upset—she's laughing her little arse off at you" she tells him. "Dumb ass" she mutters under her breath.

Luke's head snaps to me. "What're you laughing at me for?"

"I'm laughing at the both of you" I cry laughing again. "Oh, I've got a stitch now—" I moan.

"Alright, calm down baby, just take a nice deep breath and you'll be fine in a minute" luke tells me.

I listen to my man, taking a deep breath in through my nose and out my mouth. "Now, whilst you're calming your arse down, I'm going to see if I can get someone to look at that screen" Luke tells me.

"What the fuck for?" Maria growls. "You're having a girl—there's the burger" she hisses pointing at the screen.

"Will you stop saying that shit" Luke growls.

Maria looks at me with a look that says I'm gonna kill im'

"Okay, calm down—Lemme have a look before Maria castrates your arse" I say sitting up to have a closer look at the screen.

I look at the screen and there as clear as day is how we determine the gender in ultrasounds, for a girl, we will look for the hamburger sign, that is when the clitoris is situated between the labial lips looks like a hamburger between two buns, or three lines. The labia would be the buns of the hamburger and the clitoris would be the meat. And for the boy, we call it the turtle sign, this is where you can see the tip of the penis peeking out from behind the testicles. Sometimes it's harder to see with some babies, which is why there are multiple signs to look for during an ultrasound. The gestational age and position of the baby play a part in what can be seen, and what I can see is a hamburger—Esme.

"Esme" I whisper with a smile on my face.

"Fuck" Luke mutters. "I need to call saint?"

I frown looking at him. "Why?" I ask.

He grins looking at me. "Because—I'm gonna need a shit ton more guns" he tells me before he kisses me so lovingly.

We're breathless coming apart from our kiss, when Luke rests his forehead against mine. "I'm fucked" he chuckles. "I wanted a boy first so he could help me keep the pricks away from his sister"

"You have a nephew for that" I giggle.

"True" he sighs. "God, a little girl—" he croaks before kneeling on the floor and presses his lips against my stomach. "Daddy loves you so much, little Esme"

I comb my fingers through his hair watching the sight of my gorgeous man talking to our daughter, I look back to the screen which is now on 4D, our beautiful daughters face is clear as day but so is—I start to laugh again. "Oh, my god" I cry.