"That sounds like a plan," Kenna agreed, she liked the sound of that. After this she knew it would be busy with the new album, tours and she'd be there for as much as she could be for. "Why don't we call your manager. He seemed really excited about something."
Threw awards was exciting, even if he didn't win anything, she knew the CMAs was just around the corner. The hardest test so far.
Kane nodded, "In New York... we can go after we leave Georgia... plus you get to go home for a few days... tell Trish and Nate the news we have. They are your best friends so I would assume you'd want to tell them." He pulled her close and kissed her again, "You tell me what you want for dinner and we can order in. I'll call mom and let her know we are coming down this weekend."
"I'd like to see her again. It was nice to have her the week before we left for our honeymoon," Kenna said taking his hand. Maybe it was too hard of an attempt to overthrow this anxiety but it had worked with the marriage. Now she was accepting it, though she never was sure about anything in her life.
"Yeah, let's go," she said wondering if there would be. New York run. "Didn't your manager want to talk to you in person."
“I love you more.” He took her hand in his and asked, “Do you want to take this weekend and go to georgia, see me home town, meet momma, and tell her our news? She’s going to
Love you plus I have a couple of high school friends that would love tontell my new wife some embarrassing stories about me in high school. Just the weekend and no one bothers you in my
Little home town. There I’m just kane.”
"Let's do the test. It's a long a as needle that goes in the womb. There was nights of late night shows about paternity. When they say it's okay, let's do it," Kenna agreed. Looking to the pictures that looked more like a dinosaur at this point she chuckled.
"I love you, Kane," she said kissing him softly . she didn't know what she'd do in the future right now there was a lot at stake here.
“We can have them run a paternity test, there’s a way I’m just not sure what it’s called. I mean to me it doesn’t matter because that’s my child no matter what but for your peace of mind we can.” He said holding her hand and looking st the little blob on the ultrasound in his hand. “My momma is going to love you. Her first and only
Grandchild...” he muttered, “Wow.”
That heartbeat was the realest sounds that she had ever heard. It both terrified her and made her want to cry. Squeezing his hand now she wasn't sure what to think.
Afterwards she looked to him. "I suppose this means we'll need to wait to solve the mystery. I almost want to tell him because despite what I say...I mean well. I just wish there was a way to tell earlier."
“You are indeed pregnant, about 5 weeks along, I’d like to do an uktrasound to ensure the babie’s health and get you started on prenatal vitamins and supplements since you have stomach issues already. Do not worry I can assure you that you will deliver a happy and healthy baby.” The doctor said and Kane lifted Kenna’s hand and kissed the back of it. Five weeks, this baby was his or Jesse’s.
Inside the lobby was uncomfortable as it was. There was already some patients, as well as pictures of babies. Honestly she had not held Trish's kids as well. babies were uncomfortable for her, and now she may have one.
"Appreciated," Kenna nodded before taking what she was going to wear. The exams were always uncomfortable and this wasn't any different. Normally she wouldn't get an exam for another month but this case was different.
Kane nodded. The next day at her appointment, kane held her hand as she explained her concerns to the doctor. She was the best obgyn in Nashville and Kane ha dad dsure she was her doctor. “Everything is confidential.” The doctor assured the couple and Kane nodded. “Thank you ma’am.” He hadn’t let go of kenna’s Hand yet. He didn’t want to, he was worried.
How on earth did they found out she got three stitches while diving? They didn't seem to have any idea about the pregnancy though.
Kenna gave a small wave and smile. It wasn't as if some pictures weren't posted online, it wasn't a lot. There was something at least. It was a strange feeling to be both hated and idolized just for being with him.
"It might be a good idea. If I have stomach issues without something inside of me, I don't want to know what it will be like during. I am not looking forward to this."
Kane nodded, “Speaking of normal life, you have a doctors appointment tomorrow and I want you to relax and not fight it. I’m worried about you.” As soon as they were in the airport there were paparazzi everywhere asking about her accident and their honeymoon and snapping pictures. Subconsciously Kane protected her midsection as he led her though them without even thinking about it.
"It might take a while," Kenna admitted. She was a stubborn woman but the idea of seeing ruins was amazing. It was sad to see what buildings became.
Towards the end she began to feel the effects of sickness. One month, if she remembered Trish right.
"It's strange to be back. I did not miss this humidity," she said upon the arrival at the airport. "Ready to get back to normal life?"
Kane kissed her, “Let me know when the shock wears off and we can talk about Baby brown, until then I won’t say another word about it this trip.” He said seriously. Kane was a man of his word, if he said he would do it, he would. He dressed in shorts and a white t shirt with his hat and sandals. He was comfortable this trip, no image to keep up so the fancy jeans and the boots stayed back in nashville.
"I'll join you," Kenna smiled following after him for the shower. It would be easy considering she only wore his shirt. Without meaning to she had claimed one of his shirts.
"Thank you for being understanding about the many weird tics I have. Usually the shock wears off and the adaption kicks in," she said kissing his cheek pulling on the blue summer dress and her hair.
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