Page 25 of Whip’s Wisdom

“Why don’t we sit down and talk, you probably should be off your feet. You’re like due in what two months? Can’t you go into labor early with multiples?”

Knox looks at Peyton with a worried look, “Yeah she technically can go into labor anytime at this point with the triplets.”

“Should she be on like bed rest or something? So they stay there longer?” Twister ask Knox, ignoring the glare coming my way from Peyton and the snickers that are coming from Domino, Isabella and Twister.

Peyton gives me a look that could kill any man and I shrink away from her. Then literally seconds after she kills me with her glare, she is bending over in pain squeezing Knox’s hand. A gush of wetness comes out of her pants and I swear my heart shot to my stomach. Peyton looks over to Twister, “You just had to jinx me, didn’t you?”

Chapter Fifteen

Peyton

I swear men are fucking morons. I don’t know how they go through life without a woman guiding them through every little fucking thing. The second my water broke it was like the stooges run around with their pants on fire. No one knew what to do apparently. You would have thought that this was some stupid sitcom where these badass biker men were acting like the words babies are coming sets them into some dumb frenzy.

“HEY!” Echo, Knox’s mom, yelled to get everyone’s attention. “Fang, go to your room to get her and the babies’ hospital bags. Whip go out and get the car and bring it to the front of the clubhouse. Get it together! We are having babies not under attack here.”

I have no idea where she came from because she was not in the common room a few minutes ago, but I am so thankful that she is here now. The boys jump into action and Cannon comes over and grabs my hand. “Do you need anything right now?”

“No, I just want to get to the hospital. Can you maybe call dad and let him know or even have Cooper call and let him know, I don’t really care who does.” He nods his head and a contraction comes so I squeeze his hand because holy fucking shit that hurts. I hear Isabella laugh because Cannon is squirming as I squeeze and crush all the bones in his hand.

Knox comes running out of the hallway with the two hospital bags I packed and he walks up to me and grabs my hand from Cannon who I hear mumble thank fuck as he shakes his hand out.

Echo steps up and comes over to me, “We might want to have her change her pants, she doesn’t want to go out in the cold when she is wet like this.”

I look down and see what she is talking about and another contraction hits me, “Honestly, I really don’t care, gets a fucking towel or something to put on the seat of the car. I just want to get to the hospital and get some fucking drugs. FUCK!”

Echo, “Alright honey, lets get you outside to the truck then.” She looks up at Knox next, “We will meet you at the hospital. You take care of her, okay?” She gives him a kiss on the cheek and then gives me a hug and a kiss.

Cooper is waiting outside by the truck when he sees he jumps into action. He comes over and grabs the bags from Knox and places them in the back of the truck as Echo comes out with a towel. She places it on the front passenger seat and Knox helps me up into the car. He hopes into the driver’s seat and then Cooper hops into the backseat and we head off towards the hospital. The whole car ride I sat there with both men trying to walk me through breathing through my contractions like they are some kind of fucking experts. We didn’t do the fucking lamaze class so where the hell are they getting all this bullshit from. I just want to get to the hospital and get some drugs.

“Peyton, you’ve got to breathe, babe, in and out, what is it the heeeheee, ooooooooo, heeeeheeee, ooooooo. You’ve got this babe.” Cooper is saying from the backseat chipping in like some fucking labor expert. I swear men are the dumbest, why the fuck does he have to open his mouth like this is fucking helping.

I grit through my teeth, “SHUT THE FUCK UP! It’s not happening to you, you’re not about to have to push out three fucking babies. SO SHUT THE HELL UP!” Another contraction hits me as I scream out the last part. Gripping the door and the center counsel.

“I know, that’s why you are so much better than either of us. You’re a miracle worker.”

“Sweet talk me all you want asshole, you’re still not coming in the fucking room.”

With that he shuts up all the way to the hospital and I have never been more grateful. We finally pull up to the emergency and Cooper jumps out of the truck and into the emergency and comes back out with nurses. One of them is pushing a wheel chair. I notice Cooper walks over to the driver’s side of the car and Knox gets out. Cooper then hops behind the wheel of the truck as the nurses wheel me in with Knox coming right behind us.

“So we hear your water broke and you are in labor. You’ve got three babies! That’s so exciting! We are going to get you up to Labor and Delivery, then someone will be in to check you in. Do you know how far apart your contractions are?”

“I don’t know.” I groan, I wasn’t timing anything.

“They are about 5 minutes apart and last about 1 minute. We came right here when her water broke because she is pregnant with triplets and obviously she is still early.”

We make it to the Labor and Delivery floor and they get us into a room. “Alright if you want to take off all your clothes and get into a gown that would be awesome. Dad, if you want to help her out that would be helpful. Once that is done we will get you hooked up to an IV and monitors. A doctor or resident will come in and check to see how dilated you are.”

After I was changed and everything was all hooked up and ready to go we waited for a doctor to come in. Knox was standing by the right side of the bed holding my hand.

“You’re doing great, baby. So great.”

A nurse comes in carrying my hospital bag and the babies’ hospital bags.

“A man gave these to us, he said that he was told to wait in the waiting room, but wanted to make sure you had your hospital bags. I will put them over here, by the dad's bed.”

“Thank you so much. Can you tell him that I will come out and update him when we know what’s going on?” Knox asks the nurse.

“Of course I can.”