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I turned and followed his gaze to Jason, who was sipping champagne with Rogan, Brady, and Asher. “He’s so handsome, Maurice. You’re a lucky man.”
“I am.” He sighed happily. “And so are you.Three timesas lucky, if my math is right.”
Brady must have told a joke, because all of the men suddenly roared with laughter. Jason clapped Brady on the shoulder, and the two of them embraced.
“I am lucky,” I whispered. “I still can’t believe it’s real.”
“Do you think the four of you can keep it going?” Maurice asked softly. “I thought it was just a sexy fling at first, but I see the way they look at you. What happens after you give birth?”
“I have no idea,” I admitted. “They’ve stayed with me throughout this pregnancy. I haven’t been easy to live with.”
“That was truebeforeyou were pregnant,” Maurice quipped.
I glared at him. “If we can survive the last nine months, then we can survive anything. I can’t wait to see where the next stage in my life takes me.”
“And you seriously don’t know who the father is?” he asked. “It’s my wedding day. Come on. Tell me the truth.”
“I honestly don’t know. And I don’t care. No matter who the biological father is, this baby is going to grow up with three amazing dads. And for that, I’mtrulylucky.”
I winced and sucked in my breath.
“Are you okay?” Maurice asked.
“It’s just a cramp,” I said. “They’ve been really bad the last couple of weeks. Especially when I’m on my feet. I’m going to go sit down.”
“Thank you for the dance.” Maurice kissed me on the cheek again, then waved to the group of guys. “Get over here, Brady Lowe. I demand a dance with the man who set me up with my future husband!”
“I’m not much of a dancer…” Brady replied.
“No excuses! Get your tushy onto the dance floor!”
I started to head for my chair, then grabbed my purse and went to the bathroom instead. I made it into one of the stallsjustas it happened.
I groaned, and pulled my phone out of my purse. Rogan picked up on the second ring.
“Heather? Why are you calling me?”
“I’m in the bathroom, and I need help,” I said. “My water just broke.”
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Heather
All you mothers out there who pretend like pregnancy is easy? You’re the same ones who lied about how childbirth itself is beautiful and natural and easy.
Well guess what: it’s not easy. It’s not beautiful, either. But it’s definitely natural, in the same sense that watching a tiger maul a gazelle is “natural.”
It was also painful. More painful than riding the Tour de France on a bike seat made of razor blades. So, yeah. To all you moms out there: thanks for sugarcoating what was the most painful two hours of my life.
I’ll spare you most of the details, but take it from me: giving birth fuckingsucks. Next time, if there was a next time, I was going to demand a C-section. Cut me open, doc.
But I got through it. All three of my men were there, wearing hospital gowns over their pristine Navy uniforms. They took turns holding my hands while I pushed and screamed and cried.
One of the nurses made a comment about which one the father was. I don’t remember exactly what I said, but it wasnota compliment.
When it was done, the doctor held the baby up. Brady immediately burst into tears.
“It’s a boy! Oh, andwhata boy!”
