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When they got into bed, Blair was already half-asleep. Kylie tried to curl up against her, but the smaller woman mumbled, “I need some space, tonight. I’m too grouchy to be close.”

“Okay,” Kylie said softly, scooting away. She lay there in silence, staring at the back of Blair’s head, feeling terribly hurt.

Without warning, Blair turned onto her other side and caught the look in her lover’s eyes. Trying to erase the scowl that she knew was etched upon her own face, she made herself smile and asked, “Can I hold your hand?”

“Of course.”

Kylie extended her hand and Blair captured it and nestled it between her breasts. “I can’t sleep if I don’t have a little part of you touching me,” she said, staring right into Kylie’s eyes. “No matter how grouchy I am, I still need you.”

“I need you, too,” Kylie whispered. She kissed her partner tenderly and closed her eyes, feeling some of the hurt disappear as if by magic.

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When Blair came home the next night she was still not in a very good mood. Once again, Kylie undressed her and sent her out to the pool, hoping that the water would buoy her spirits. The doctor went outside after a while and found her lover slowly kicking her feet just enough to keep her legs afloat. She didn't say anything since Blair's ears were underwater, but Kylie knew that something was wrong. And it was more serious than the minor physical complaints that Blair had voiced the day before. She sat on the edge of the pool, watching her lover. There were a few lines etched between Blair's eyebrows and neither the weightlessness nor the relaxing, warm water was doing anything to wipe them away.

After a long time of merely floating, Blair started doing laps, gliding through the water with lovely form, even given her changing body. Kylie thoroughly enjoyed watching the muscles in her arms and shoulders flex and extend through her stroke, and the way just a few inches of her adorable ass stayed above the water line.

Blair was at it until she was tired, and that was only about ten laps. She stopped, and her head popped up while she gasped to suck in air for a minute. "Jesus! That sucked!"

"What? You looked wonderful."

"Ten laps? Ten stinking laps? I used to do sets of two hundred, and I could do that for hours!"

"Blair, you haven't been swimming in a while, and your lung capacity isn't what it used to be."

The blonde tried to get out of the pool the way most good swimmers do, but her arms needed to be at least a foot longer to allow her to propel herself up on the coping. "Fuck me," she muttered, walking over to the stairs. "I haven't used the stairs since I was three!"

Kylie intercepted her on the way to the house and wrapped her in a big towel. She held on tight and said, "Tell me what's really bothering you."

Blair tried to break her hold, groaning in frustration when she couldn't. "Let me go!"

"No, I won't," Kylie said, trying to sound soothing. "Something's really bothering you, and I want to know what it is."

"Let me go!" Blair yelled again, loud enough to rouse the neighbors. But Kylie wouldn't give in. She knew Blair was on the verge of exploding, and she wanted it to be sooner rather than later. She got her wish when her lover started to cry, sobbing so hard that she almost fell. Kylie increased the pressure of her hold, and guided her to a chair. Blair sank to the cushion and cried, great shuddering sobs racking her body.

Kylie squatted down beside her and tried to hold her, but Blair wrenched her body away, crying even louder. "Don't!"

"Okay, okay." Kylie backed away and sat on the ground, watching her lover cry piteously while holding herself around her belly.

It took a long time, but Blair finally calmed down enough to get out a few words. "I feel so vulnerable!"

"Ooo … " Kylie stroked her wet leg, glad that Blair didn't give her a swift kick. "Tell me why you feel vulnerable, honey."

Blair looked at her like she was dull-witted. She pointed to herself and said, "I don't have my own body!"

"Sure you do," Kylie soothed. "You just have a little more of it."

"I do not! When David was here I honestly felt afraid of him for a second. I thought he might hit me, and I didn't know how to defend myself if he did. All I could think of was that I'd have to bend over so he couldn't hurt the baby! I would have had to let him hit me right in the head!"

Kylie's eyes grew dark and her voice dropped. "If he had hit you," she said, enunciating each word, "I would have killed him."

"Great! My husband leaves me and my lover's in prison! That'd solve everything."

Kylie closed her eyes, angry with herself for such a knee-jerk reaction. "I'm sorry, honey. That was a stupid thing to say. The best I could have done is tackled him. My mouth got away from me."

"You don't understand," Blair said. "I could defend myself before. I never felt small and defenseless. David's a big wimp! I could have taken him — easily — before I was pregnant. But now I feel like I'm at everyone's mercy! I'm just an incubator for Mackenzie, and I have to protect him at all costs! I'm losing my identity!"

Seeing that some of the fire had gone out of her, Kylie got to her knees and put her arms around her partner, letting her drop her head to her shoulder and cry for a long time. She didn't speak, just held and rocked her, letting her cry herself out. Finally, Blair picked her head up and looked at Kylie, her eyes swollen and red. "Do you understand?" Her words were more a plea than a question, and Kylie nodded her head vigorously. Blair let out a breath, then put her head back down on the doctor's shoulder, finally calm. They stayed just that way for another few minutes, then Kylie felt her partner shiver, so she got to her feet and helped her up.

They went into Blair's bathroom and Kylie stripped off her own clothing and got into the shower. She adjusted the water and helped Blair in, then spent some time washing the chlorine from her body, gently massaging her back and shoulders when she had her soapy. When she was finished, she turned Blair so her back was to the spray and held her while the water rinsed all of the suds away. "I understand," she said softly. "I really do."

She turned off the water, then gently dried her partner, then herself. Naked, she guided Blair into their bed and lay down with her, then held her and stroked her softly until she fell asleep. Kylie stayed awake, watching her lover sleep, while patting her belly, trying to soothe the baby as well.

Blair slept for so long that she wanted breakfast when she woke. Kylie made a rather unconventional dinner of oatmeal loaded with fresh fruit, and that seemed to satisfy Blair's hunger. But she was still holding something back, and she didn't reveal what it was until just before bedtime. Kylie had been watching TV, but Blair was just staring in the direction of the set. She finally turned to Kylie and said, "Sadie said she'd tried to talk David into going to court and demanding sole custody of the baby. Because I'm in a lesbian relationship," she added, just in case Kylie didn't get the point.

Kylie dropped her head into her hands for just a second, then took a breath and held Blair. "We won't let him. We'll leave the country before we let that happen. There's no way in hell he's gonna get custody of our baby!" Blair could feel her lover's muscles tighten, and she let out a sigh of relief that Kylie really understood.

Blair patted her back, trying to calm her. "Sadie said he wasn't interested. Apparently his girlfriend isn't interested, either. Thank God."

"I didn't know he had a girlfriend," Kylie said quietly.

"He's with that child I saw him with when you were in Vermont. I knew it then. I'm not surprised in the least. He has to have a woman around to take care of him. I'm actually pleased that he sought out a sex partner rather than moving home to mommy."

"But still … " Kylie said.

"Yeah, I hated to hear it," Blair agreed. "But if he didn't have her, Sadie probably would have talked him into trying to get sole custody — so I should be thankful." She put her head in her hands, then ruffled her hair. "How did my life turn into a soap opera? I was a happily married woman a year ago, and now I'm a pregnant lesbian with an ex-husband, his domineering mother and his teenaged girlfriend trying to wrestle my baby out of my arms."

"We've gotta get a lawyer," Kylie said. "Immediately."

"Can’t Allan give us some advice? Or I could also ask the guy who's handling my divorce. He's competent."

"No. We need a specialist. We need someone who works with gay people. We need to find out what we can do to make Mackenzie ours — only ours."

"Sadie and I parted on good terms," Blair said. "She said she knows that David isn't interested."

"I don't care," Kylie said. "I don't want this threat hanging over our heads. It's not good for any of us."

"Okay," Blair nodded. "I guess you're right. Do you want me to look for a lawyer?"

"No, I can do that. I don't know a ton of people in the community, but I have a few contacts. It's time to call in some favors."

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On Friday afternoon, Blair had an appointment to see Monique. Kylie had been in surgery all morning, and Blair had been unable to get hold of her. But just after the blonde was shown to an examining room, her cell rang. “Hi, I can sneak over for a few minutes, but I don’t have much time," Kylie said. "When do you want me?”

“How about now? Monique should be here in a few.”

“Be right there.”

Kylie arrived about five minutes later, and Blair blinked in surprise when she saw her partner. She was wearing bright blue scrubs and a stunningly white lab coat with "Kylie Mackenzie, M.D." embroidered in red above the breast pocket. Her stethoscope was draped around her neck, and Blair noted that the rubber part of the instrument was a bright purple, adding a splash of color to her ensemble. She wasn’t sure what it was, but she’d never seen Kylie look sexier, and was unable to hide her obvious admiration. “Hi,” she said, her voice a little low.

Kylie’s head cocked a tiny bit in question, reading the subtle signals that Blair was sending out. She leaned close and kissed her, lingering for a moment. When she pulled away she pressed her lips to Blair’s sensitive earlobe, then whispered, “Do examining rooms make you hot?”

“No,” Blair giggled. “But gorgeous doctors do. I didn’t realize until just this minute that I have a uniform fetish.”

“I could tell Monique we need a half hour,” Kylie purred, her lips brushing across Blair’s neck. “Might be the first time you ever had fun with your legs in the stirrups.”

“Who says it’d be the first time?” the smaller woman asked, pulling Kylie down to plant a scorcher on her. Thankfully, Monique knocked before she entered, giving Kylie time to stand up, albeit on rather rubbery legs.

“Well if it isn’t the Mackenzie-Spencer’s,” she said. “Or is it the Spencer-Mackenzie’s?”

“Either one,” Blair said. “Actually, they both sound pretty good. Thank God I didn’t go back to my maiden name. The Mackenzie-Schneidhorsts is horrid!”

“Oh, you poor thing,” Monique teased, patting Blair’s shoulder. “Aside from having a difficult maiden name, how are you?”

“I’m good,” Blair said. “I’ve been a lot grumpier than normal, but Kylie’s more affected by that than I am. Other than that, I feel good. I’m sleeping well, I’m eating right, and I’m getting my exercise.”

“Sounds good,” Monique said. “Any other complaints?”

“No, not really. The only other thing that’s bothering me is my right hand and wrist, but that’s not a part of the body you’re interested in.”

“Sure it is,” Monique said. She took Blair’s hand in both of hers and looked at it carefully. Blair noted that her partner tried to look over Monique’s shoulder, but that the obstetrician moved just enough to block her view. “Looks a little swollen,” she noted. “Have you been using your hand in any repetitive motion lately? Anything new or unusual?”

Blair began to blush, and when Monique looked up she caught her expression. Unable to resist, she turned to Kylie and said, “Damn, woman, give her a break, will you? You can’t make up for lost time all at once.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault that women find me irresistible,” Kylie maintained, winking at her partner.

“Uh-huh. That’s why you did without for over two years,” Monique said. Looking a Blair, she said, “Your tissues are a little swollen, and they compress your carpal tendon a bit. Try to avoid a lot of repetitive motion for a while, and it’ll calm down. I think I’ll have you take a little extra B-6 for a while, too. That should help.”

“Lord, is there any part of my body that isn’t pregnant?” Blair asked in exasperation.

“Nope. Every cell gets in on the act in some way. It’s all good, Blair, even though it doesn’t seem like it at times. Now let’s get you settled so I can take a peek and make sure the baby’s as happy as you are.”

Kylie helped her lie down on the table, and stood by Blair’s head, holding her hand. “You really want to look, don’t you?” the blonde asked, giving her partner a fond smile.

“Yeah, but I can control myself.”

“You can peek if you want to, Kylie,” Monique offered. “Everything looks perfect, Blair.”

“No, thanks. Blair wants to reserve that view for you.”

Monique nodded and withdrew the speculum, patting Blair’s thigh to show she was finished. “Well, you’re in great shape. I thought we’d do a glucose screening test to make sure you’re not developing gestational diabetes. If anything looks suspicious, you'll have to take the extended Glucose Tolerance Test but there's no reason to put you through that if we don't have to”

“Okay,” Blair nodded. “What’s the drill?”

“Do you like really sweet lemon-lime soda?” Monique asked, in an overly cheery tone.

“I don’t like soda at all,” Blair said. “Never touch the stuff.”

“Well, then you won’t like this test,” Monique said. “You have to drink a bottle of sugar solution, wait an hour and then have a blood test."

"Golly, when can we start?" Blair asked, matching Monique's jolly tone.

"I have a couple of options for you. You have to do it after a twelve-hour fast, so obviously you’ll want to do it first thing in the morning. You can do it here, or at the lab over at the hospital, and they open earlier than we do, so that might factor into your decision. I’ll give you a bottle of the stuff and you can chill it — most women find it goes down better if it’s really cold.”

“Do I need an appointment?”

No. I’d like you to do this within a week or two, though. Just pick a day where you feel good and your stomach’s settled, gulp the drink down, then show up an hour later. The lab opens at seven, and we open at nine.”

“All right,” Blair said. “My stomach’s in good shape these days, so I should be able to do it.”

“Great. Anything else?” Monique looked from Blair to Kylie.

“Oh, yeah. We’re planning on going to Chicago next weekend. That’s okay, isn’t it?” Blair asked.

Monique thought for a moment and said, “Yeah, that should be fine. But that should be your last trip until you deliver.”

"That's not a problem. We don't have anything else planned. Is there anything I should watch out for?” Blair asked.

“Mmm … leg cramps are a distinct possibility from sitting in one place for a long time. Try to get up and walk around the cabin every half hour or so. But remember that your center of gravity is shifting, so your balance might be off.”

Giving Kylie a warm smile, Blair said, “I have a feeling someone will be right behind me, making sure I’m safe.”

“Only on the outbound trip,” Kylie reminded her. Looking at Monique she added, “I have to stay for a few days. Medical convention.”

“You’ll be fine,” Monique assured Blair. “I only bring it up to remind you to pay attention when you walk.”

“I do,” Blair said. “I’ll be extra vigilant without my guardian angel.”

“Never thought I’d hear anyone call you a guardian angel, Shakes. It’s nice,” Monique said.

“It’s even nicer from here,” Kylie admitted, giving Blair a look filled to bursting with love.

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Blair woke early on the following Wednesday, and noted that Kylie was still home. “Sweetheart?” she called out.

Kylie poked her damp head out of the bath. “Yeah?”

“I think I’ll go to the lab and have my test today. Can I page you when I’m done?”

“Sure. Go up to the second floor and talk to the nurses at station number three. They’ll know where I am.”

“’Kay. Gimme a kiss. I’m gonna go back to sleep for a while.”

Kylie did so, tickling her partner's face with her damp curls in the process. “See you later, baby. Call me if you need to. Good luck with your soda pop.”

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At 8:30, Blair exited the elevator on the second floor of the hospital, and made her way down the wide hallway. As she drew near the nurses station she spotted her partner, leaning casually against the counter and chatting with two nurses. Inexplicably, she felt her heartbeat start to pick up when she saw her in her element, and by the time she reached her she had a silly grin on her face. “Hi,” she said, coming up behind the doctor to place a hand on her back.

“Hi.” Kylie’s face lit up when she saw her, and the smaller woman’s eyes fluttered closed as she considered how remarkably lucky she was to have earned Kylie’s love. The doctor twitched her head in the direction of the nurses and said, “Let me introduce you. Marsha and Cathy, this is my partner, Blair.”

“Good to meet you,” Blair said, extending her hand over the counter to shake each offered hand.

“Congratulations!” Cathy said, her enthusiasm obvious. “Doctor Mackenzie was just telling us about the baby. We had no idea!”

“Oh, you know how she is,” Blair said. “She likes to keep her little secrets.”

“You won’t have a minute’s peace when you deliver,” Marsha predicted. “Everyone’s gonna want to see Doctor Mackenzie’s baby.” She looked up at Kylie with what Blair could only describe as a wistful look and added, “Everybody’s crazy about her.”

“How could they not be?” Blair asked, tucking her arm around Kylie’s waist. “She’s absolutely perfect.”

“That sugar solution’s gone to your head,” Kylie said. “Let’s sneak into the doctor’s lounge. There’s always something to snack on in there.”

“See you later,” Cathy said, and Marsha waved as well.

“Well, that doesn’t surprise me a bit,” Blair mused as they walked away.

“What’s that?”

“That the nurses love you. Although old Marsha looked like she might like to love you in a more physical sense.”

“Uhm … I’ve kinda thought that myself,” Kylie said. “I’ve just never allowed myself to date anyone connected with work. That’s part of the reason my options were so limited.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re introducing me around. I want to make sure everyone knows I called dibs.”

Kylie poked her head into the doctor’s lounge and saw that it was empty. Blair walked in and spotted a tray of bagels and nearly leapt for one. “If I don’t get something solid in my tummy I’m gonna start hallucinating.” She cut a bagel open and stuck it into the toaster, giving Kylie an appraising look when she was finished. “Navy blue scrubs today, huh? I like.”

“Yeah,” she said, looking down at herself. “We have several colors to choose from. I usually stick with the blues.”

“They make your eyes look even bluer,” Blair smiled, coming closer. She stared up into Kylie’s eyes and said, “They’re as blue as I’ve ever seen them. They look like the Caribbean today.” She stuck her hands inside Kylie’s unbuttoned lab coat and caressed her back. “You are so pretty,” she sighed. Kylie bent to kiss her, and Blair smiled through the kiss, her eyes open. “You just brushed your teeth. Was that for me?”

“Yep. Ever since we’ve been involved I carry a toothbrush with me.” She reached into one of her large pockets and pulled out a small travel-sized brush with a tiny tube of paste. "I knew you were coming over, so I brushed after I had my last cup of coffee."

“I swear you’re the most thoughtful woman on earth. How did I luck out and snare you?”

“Must’ve been your lucky day,” Kylie said, planting another soft kiss on her lips.

Blair’s bagel popped up and she shook her head as she went to fetch it. “If I don’t watch myself I’m gonna have you right on this table.”

“I’m gonna get to the bottom of this,” Kylie decided. “That’s twice you’ve seen me in my doctor clothes, and twice you wanted to get frisky because of them. Now, what gives?”

“We can talk about it later,” Blair said, giving Kylie a heated kiss. “I’ve got to go meet a client.” She dropped a hand to her lover’s ass and tickled along the bottom of her butt, feeling the bikinis that she knew would be present. “Nice panties, even in scrubs. My kinda doctor.”

“Kiss me goodbye,” Kyle said, bending to thoroughly investigate Blair’s mouth. “And be ready for action when you get home tonight, hot stuff.” She placed the earpieces of her stethoscope into Blair’s ears and held the diaphragm over her own heart. “You make my heart race.”

„G

When Kylie came home that night Blair was in her former room, where she still kept her clothing, laying out what she wanted to take to Chicago. “Hi, snookums,” she smiled. “How’s my favorite doctor?”

“Good. How’s my favorite real estate broker?”

“Good also. I’m really looking forward to this trip.”

“I am, too,” Kylie said. “Dinner on Saturday is kinda dressy. Do you have anything to wear?"

“I’m bringing the outfit you bought me to wear to the symphony,” Blair said. “Is that good enough?”

“That’s perfect. I’ll go start dinner.”

“I bought something from the gourmet market. I knew we had a lot of things to do tonight.”

“Cool. Have you had your swim yet?”

“Nope. I thought I’d swim after dinner. I want to get packed first.”

“Okay. I’ll do the same.” Kylie gave her a gentle kiss and said, “Let’s go to bed early tonight. I want you well rested, ‘cause traveling takes a lot out of you.” She added one more kiss and decreed, “Doctor’s orders.”

„G

The pool was only wide enough for one person to swim laps, but it was sufficiently large for Kylie to sit on the coping and dangle her legs in the warm water. She’d been using the pool as well, finding that swimming rejuvenated her body after a long day of standing. Neither was particularly fond of swimsuits, but Blair was forced to wear the top from her suit to support her breasts. Kylie had no such requirement, and she loved jumping into the warm water stark naked. While waiting her turn she wore a T-shirt just to keep the evening chill from her skin, and that was her outfit on this night. One dog leaned against either hip, all three waiting for Blair to emerge.

Over the last week and a half Blair had worked up to fifty laps, and she pledged to be at a hundred by the time the baby was born. “You have such nice form,” Kylie said when her partner finished her workout. “Can you help me improve mine?”

Blair shook her head roughly, then tilted it until a few drops of water trickled out of her ear. She gave Kylie a look, then felt her smile turn a little lecherous as she said, “Your form is absolutely perfect. Nice, long legs, smooth as silk.” She grasped one leg and rubbed her cheek against the skin. “Lovely cheeks, just waiting to be squeezed.” Coming closer, she did just that, making Kylie squeal. “A sexy, dark triangle of perfectly groomed curls.” Her fingers tickled along the edge of Kylie’s mound, the doctor’s giggle music to her ears. “I need to have a little nibble,” she said, and before Kylie could say a word Blair nestled her head between her legs and started to mouth her playfully.

Without further urging, Kylie scooted forward and draped her long legs across Blair’s shoulders. Lying back on the grass, she relaxed and let Blair work her magic, gazing up at the twinkling stars in the indigo blue sky. Sliding her fingers through Blair’s hair, she sighed heavily as wave after wave of spine-tingling pleasure rolled through her body. “God, this feels so good, I don’t ever want it to end.”

Blair’s head lifted and she rested her chin on Kylie’s pubic bone, the moonlight causing her lips to glisten. “I’ve got all night. You just relax and enjoy.”

“Oh, I’m enjoying. I’m definitely enjoying.” She tried to hold off for as long as she could, but Blair was a very quick study and she had learned most of Kylie’s triggers. “Oh, God!” the long legs jerked upward, until her feet rested on Blair’s shoulders. Blair felt her partner begin to pulse against her mouth, grinning to herself at how easy it was to make Kylie come.

“You’re such a pushover,” Blair said, dipping into the water to rinse off. She kissed the delicate skin of Kylie’s inner thighs, and watched the goose bumps rise.

“I know,” Kylie moaned, joining in her laughter. “I always think this will be the time I hold out and really make you work, but I have no self-control whatsoever.” She slid into the water and grasped Blair around the belly, making her scream. Kylie started to kick, and the smaller woman stopped struggling and let herself be drug along after her. They played together for a long while, the dogs running along the side of the pool, yapping excitedly. After tossing Blair around like a doll, Kylie nibbled on her ear and said, “Let’s go inside so I can return the favor.”

“Don’t you have to swim some laps, Doctor Mackenzie?”

“I’d rather lap you,” Kylie said. “I wanna see if I can make you come as easily as you do me.”

“How can I lose in that competition?” the smaller woman asked. “Let’s go rinse this chlorine off and get moving!”

„G

Kylie lost the bet, but she still felt like she had won, resting with her head on Blair’s thigh, a wide smile on her face. “Hey,” she said, beginning to crawl up to lie next to her partner. “We didn’t talk about your doctor fetish yet.”

“I don’t have a doctor fetish,” Blair said. “I just found myself incredibly attracted to you and only you in your doctor togs. I assure you that this isn't a universal phenomenon. You’re the only object of my affection.”

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