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I stared into his eyes as he calmly leaned the seat back until I was lying flat on my back, and then started studying the head that was slowly making its way out of my body, no matter how much I tried not to push.
“On the next contraction, I want you to push, okay Adeline?” He said firmly.
I nodded, closed my eyes, and then waited for the next agonizing feeling to overtake me.
It did moments later, and I bore down and pushed, just as I was instructed to do.
“Head’s out.” Kettle said softly.
I could feel his hands moving around down there, and I severely hoped with all my being that he didn’t remember this the next time we had sex. There was just no coming back from this. My husband had seen my vag emit a baby’s head the size of a grapefruit. I didn’t see how he could ever forget.
“Sebastian, go get the present we were going to give them later. It’s in the truck in front of Blaise’s seat!” Baylee ordered from the seat beside me.
“Oh my God,” I yelled as I felt the next contraction crest.
“Push!” Baylee and Kettle yelled.
I pushed.
“Just, whatever you do, don’t drop him.” I pleaded between pushes.
Kettle rolled his eyes. “I’ve delivered fifteen babies. Every single one has managed not to be dropped. I think I’ll manage with my own boy. Now push, you’ve almost got him all the way out.”
I couldn’t say how the next three minutes went, but I pushed with all my fucking might, screamed, cursed, and yelled. Most of it was directed towards Kettle, but I saved a few jabs for mankind as a whole.
“Ahhhhh, your goddamned demon spawn needs to get the hell out of my vagina! He’s being evicted! Jesus, it burns!”
“One last push, honey.” Kettle said softly, not even the least bit affected by my threats.
“Excuse me sir, we can take over from here,” An authoritative voice said from directly behind Kettle.
My eyes went to the woman who was trying to take away my lifeline and I snarled. “Back the fuck off, bitch. He’s delivering this kid, so help me God. I will take pleasure in gutting you if you eventryto interfere.”
Later I’d be told that I resembled a demon as I snarled at the poor lady, but now, the struggle was very real.
Kettle chuckled, and then suddenly, everything, every single thing I was feeling was suddenly gone. The pain abruptly vanished, and in its place was the crying squall of an infant cradled against her daddy’s chest.
“Oh, my God,” Baylee breathed. “You had a girl.”
My eyes, which had finally shut in relief, snapped open at that, and I stared in stunned surprise at my little girl smeared with blood and gore curled up against her daddy’s cut.
“She’s getting your vest bloody,” I said absently.
Kettle smiled. He smiled so wide that I forgot about all the embarrassment I would be feeling only momentarily. I forgot about everything but the happiness on my husband’s face, and I was whole.
“What’s her name?” Sebastian asked from some point that I couldn’t see him.
Thank God.
“Saylor.” I said jovially.
Kettle snorted and I glared at him. “What?”
“You knew all along didn’t you? Gave me the hope that I’d get to name him after my favorite National’s player, and then you rip the rug out from under me. Get to use your name even after you assured me we could name him Jason.” He glared back.
“Guess you’ll never know!” I said cheerfully.
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