Stella's POV
After the medical scare, I couldn't contain my laughter as I watched Adrian lying on the stretcher next to me, his face a portrait of wounded male pride.
"Could you please control yourself, Stella?" Adrian grumbled, adjusting his hospital gown with as much dignity as he could muster.
"I simply can't," I gasped between fits of giggles that bubbled up uncontrollably.
"Stella, Dr. Evans already explained that I fainted due to emotional overload," Adrian's voice carried that specific tone men use when their masculinity feels threatened.
"My darling husband," I wiped tears of mirth from my eyes, "you passed out cold during our baby's first ultrasound. What on earth will happen when you're in the delivery room?" Fresh laughter erupted from me at the mental image.
"This was a one-time occurrence, Stella." Adrian's stern expression only made me laugh harder.
