table and I’ll be back in a moment.”
He left Tosh with her, obviously assuming that she wouldn’t mind being naked in front of her soon-to-be husband. Jenelle raised an eyebrow and waited for him to turn his back.
“I’m going to see it all at the claiming ceremony anyway,” he teased.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.” He could hear her climbing onto the bed and really wanted to take a peek. He’d been attracted to her for quite a long while, but it wasn’t until they’d discussed their “convenient” marriage that he’d truly hungered to see her naked. He hadn’t even thought about sex with a woman since meeting Jax and Baylen, but suddenly it was all he could think about. Would she scream as she came? Would her pussy caress his cock as he thrust into her heat again and again? Or would it clamp down, holding him trapped inside her as orgasm rolled through her?
Hell, it was all he could do not to come in his pants like an inexperienced teenager.
“You can turn around now,” she said quietly. He wasn’t quite sure what he’d been expecting, but even though she was covered from neck to knee in the sheet he couldn’t quite curb his imagination.
“Ready?” Kallum asked a few moments later through the partially opened door.
“Yes, Doctor,” Jenelle said nervously.
Thankfully, Kallum spent several minutes explaining to Jenelle what he planned to do so she wasn’t upset when he touched her. But in the middle of the pelvic exam—an old-fashioned, but still valid, test where the doctor placed a hand inside the vaginal cavity and palpated the pelvic region with the other hand—Kallum gave Tosh a look of surprise and then tilted his head toward the door.
“I just need to track down the portable ultrasound,” Kallum said to Jenelle even though Tosh could see the equipment he was talking about sitting near the man’s elbow. “Tosh, could you give me a hand for a moment?”
“Sure,” Tosh said, trying to sound natural. It was obvious Kallum had something to say that he didn’t want Jenelle to overhear, so he tried to follow his friend out of the room as if it were a completely natural part of any examination. “Back in a few minutes, Jen.”
The moment the door was closed, Kallum gave him a concerned look. “Explain to me what’s really going on.”
“I did,” Tosh said defensively, but Kallum seemed less than convinced.
“You claim she’s your intended mubella, but you haven’t even had sex with her yet.”
“What makes you say that?” Tosh asked, not actually denying the accusation. Jenelle had been the one to label their marriage as a “convenience.” If Jax, Baylen, or Tosh had been given a say in it, Jenelle would have slept in their bed every night since. As it was, she’d taken the bed on the far side of the room each night, willing to present the charade to the world in public but unwilling to intrude on their private lives.
“I say that,” Kallum said, watching Tosh’s face closely, “because as a doctor if you’d already had sex with her you’d know that her uterus has been removed.”
“Removed?” Tosh asked in shock. He’d wondered at the damage caused by the beating she’d endured, but he’d never considered that someone might do something like that without mentioning it to the patient. Earth was one very fucked-up planet.
“Yes, removed,” Kallum said with a frown. “There’s also a line of scar tissue that seems to be the result of tearing. It suggests some sort of trauma.”
“I know what happened,” Tosh said quietly. He didn’t want to go into details.
“I’m sorry,” Kallum said in a genuinely sympathetic tone, “but if you were planning to start a family, Jenelle isn’t the right mubella.”
“It’s okay,” Tosh said, hoping his friend would forgive him the small exaggeration, “but we love her deeply. Her infertility won’t change that.”
“But you haven’t had sex with her,” Kallum said in what sounded
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