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West glanced at Tristan who nodded. “With a fine layer of dumpster fire mixed in.”
West rolled his eyes and threw the shirt back into the basket. “What’s wrong with Chloe?”
“The baby decided to come early.”
“She’s still got three weeks.”
“Evidently she doesn’t. Get in the fucking shower.”
He blew out a breath and rand down the hall to his bathroom. The one good thing about his buzz cut is that his showers took a lot less time. Five minutes later he was half dry as he shoved his legs into jeans.
He hopped down the hall as he tugged on socks, then grabbed his shirt out of the basket. Tristan and Sparks were sitting on his couch watching the television.
Sparks grabbed the remote and turned it off. “This reeks of an asshole move, you realize that right?”
West didn’t want to talk about his issues. He jammed his feet into his boots. “Is Michael okay?”
“He needs his best friend,” Jules said impatiently.
West just nodded as the other two guys stood up. “Let’s go.” He snatched his phone off his end table and flicked through the half dozen messages from Jules and two from Michael.
They all climbed into Tristan’s sports car, Juliet in the sad excuse for a backseat with him as Tristan and Sparks navigated LA traffic. Snarls from Tristan and a cool headed list of directions from Sparks were the only voices in the car for the first few miles.
About ten minutes away from the hospital, Juliet smacked him in the back of the head.
“What was that for.”
“I’ve lost count of the reasons.”
“Is Chloe all right?”
Juliet pulled out her phone and scrolled. “So far, so good. She’s possibly ready to rip Michael’s balls off and feed them to him, but she’s a little too worried about a breach birth to give into violence.”
“Breach birth? Do I want to know?”
“Baby’s coming out feet first.”
“That doesn’t sound good.”
“No, it isn’t. They’ve been trying to turn the baby for the last hour.”
West couldn’t imagine that had been pleasant for baby or mom. He leaned forward and gripped Tristan’s shoulder. “Maybe break a few laws?”
Tristan gave him a thumbs up and they coasted off the interstate at a cool seventy as they pulled into the underground parking structure for the hospital. They all ran into the elevator and up to the maternity ward. Michael was pacing just outside the nurses station.
“Michael,” West shouted as he ran down the hall.
“Thank fuck. Where have you been?”
West waved away his answer. “I’m here. What are you doing out here?”
“They kicked me out.” His hand shook as he pushed his hair out of his face. “Can you fucking believe it? I thought it was kosher to have the dad in the damn delivery room.”
A scream had them all rushing for her room. Michael was the first through the door. A doctor and two nurses were holding onto Chloe’s shoulders as she bucked off the bed.
When Chloe saw Michael, she finally settled down. She held her hand out. “Don’t listen to them. I can have this baby on my own. I swear it.”
Michael went from looking worried and harassed to calm. “We have a perfect baby girl cooking in there. It doesn’t matter how she comes out, just that you both are all right.”
