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I shrugged, “What can I say? Buy your lady her dream home if you want to get laid.”
He chuckled, “That’s all?”
“Apparently so.”
I took Nat’s hand and led her toward the stairs that spiraled into the home. The ocean-facing side of the house was constructed of nearly all glass to take in panoramic views of the Pacific. Breanne had brilliantly designed this place, and I would’ve been surprised if she didn’t win an award for this architectural masterpiece.
“I don’t even know what to say,” Nat said with a crack in her voice.
“You don’t have to say anything, sweetheart. We know this home spoke to your heart. It’s why you had to have it.” I turned her to face me, “It’s also why I wanted to surprise you. Safety measures will be put in place for our daughter, but Bree said she’ll start with those designs once—”
I was silenced by Nat’s lips on mine, while I braced her tightly and tugged at her bottom lip as her hands went to the button of my slacks.
“We’re fucking right here and right now,” she demanded.
One thing I loved about this woman was how she showed me her gratitude, and I was sure our marriage would continue to blossom as I showered her with gifts, especially when this was my reward.
After two hours of enjoying every last part of each other’s bodies, we were forced to get up and get ready to head back to Los Angeles and finish the paperwork for the home before joining our friends at dinner.
While Nat and I stole one last kiss, I couldn’t resist but to be inside her one more time before leaving our first official home as husband and wife. Nat didn’t argue. In fact, she turned to the wall, allowing me to take her from behind.
Nothing like fucking up against a glass wall where you could see the endless magnificence of the ocean. I found a steady and delicious rhythm, Nat’s groans becoming louder and louder, practically throwing me over the edge like I hadn’t had sex for a month.
“Fuck,” I said, feeling her orgasm gush all over me, sending my mind into a fucking trance. “Yes.”
“Get the fuck out of me!” she bellowed. “Holy shit, my water just broke.”
“Oh my God,” I said in horror, worried I did something to hurt her until I realized what was happening. “Baby?”
“Yes,” she said. Her eyes filled with fear as she gripped her stomach. “I can’t believe it happened like this. It’s mortifying.”
“It’s natural, honey,” I said, trying to keep my shit together. “I mean, not all couples prefer this method, but we opted in for it, given we can never not have sex.”
“Shut up,” she growled, bending over in a contraction. “Get me to the comfort of a damn hospital!”
“Right,” I said. “We need to get dressed!”
There was a lot of shouting, panting, and heavy breathing from both of us until we landed on the helipad at St. John’s hospital. It took minutes to have Nat admitted and dressed in her hospital gown. After they examined her and saw she was already dilated to nine centimeters, shit escalated too real and fast.
“I thought first-time babies took about a hundred hours to deliver. This is my first baby, Dr. Aster. I know it’s probably your first delivery out of college, but Jesus, there’s no way I’m at nine centimeters already.”
The young, handsome on-call doctor looked familiar, but I couldn’t place him. I had probably met him before through Jake and Cameron at a bar or something. Nat was correct in her assessment, though. He looked like he was still in college.
“I think you should call for a second opinion,” I advised him, wanting only the best doctor to attend to my wife and child.
Nat was hooked up to all sorts of monitors, and when they started going off all at once, I freaked out.
“We need to prepare the OR room now. The baby’s heart rate is dropping,” the doctor said to the nurse reading the machine. “Now,” he ordered. As soon as I heard the thundering sound of his voice, I understood that his looks were deceiving. The man was in command, acting like the chief of obstetrics.
“Sir, come with me, and I’ll get you scrubbed in,” a nurse said, guiding my shocked-into-silence ass out of the room.
I stopped and snapped out of the horror, returning to where Nat lay crying and scared. They were practically racing her from the room on a rolling bed, and at that moment, I knew shit was serious.
“Baby, I love you,” I said, staring intently into her eyes. “You’re both fine. We’re going to meet her soon. Just imagine her having your blue eyes and my smile like you hoped to see.”
“Spencer, you can’t leave me,” she said, her weak and scared voice breaking my heart.
“Never. I’m not leaving you, sweetheart,” I told her. “I need to change into the gear that allows me to go into the room with you, okay? I’m right here.”
