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Believe it or not Leon got me an appointment the next day. He was rushing around the house forgetting everything, he was about to leave with his jeans in buttoned with a belt dangling. Oh don't forget he still had toothpaste around his mouth and an empty cup of coffee. I've had to calm him down and get him situated before I let him in the car.  

"Leo calm," I giggle as his fingers tap hard against the wheel. He takes a deep breath and glances over at me, "everything will be fine. You are going to need to breath."  

"I'm nervous," he admits with a slight chuckle, "this is my, our, first child. We are seeing it for the first time."  

"Just don't freak out when you get there," I joke as he takes my hand in his, "all the expecting moms will be grateful that you aren't the father of their child if you go crazy."  

"Please," Leon scoffs, "everybody would die to have me as the father of their child."  

"Sure," I chuckle, "if it he