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Standing up, he kisses me. His mind clearly on one thing as I feel him harden against me. Our tongues dance across each other’s mouths and I moan slightly as he reaches for my breasts. At the last second I push him away and I remind him about practice. He adjusts himself and leaves with a quick kiss.
“I love you, see you later,” he calls, walking out the door.
“Love you too,” I call back. The words slipping from our lips as if they always have. As if it is as natural as possible.
Chapter15
38 weeks…
“This is it!” I scream squeezing Chelsea’s hand tight.
“Are you sure?” She looks at me with panicked eyes. I don’t blame her. We are in the middle of watching Jace play hockey at an at home game in the arena. Jace is skating on the ice while I am in the stands, squeezing Chelsea’s hand for dear life and having Jace’s baby.
“I’m pretty sure. I’ve never done this before but it sure feels like it!” I whisper yell over the crowd.
“Okay, okay.” Chelsea isn’t panicking, she is just trying to think.
“Please get me out of here so I don’t have baby Ellie on the hockey stands,” I beg.
“Okay!” She helps hold me up and walks me out of the stands. We walk all the way down to the front of the arena and I knock on the plastic that keeps you from getting smacked with a puck. I need Jace and I need him now. Security is on their way over to tell me to stop but I don’t care. I am going to get Jace’s attention if my life depends on it.
“Ma’am, I can’t have you doing that,” he says as if on cue.
“Sir, I’m about to have #4’s baby and he’d very much like to be there so unless you can get me back into the locker rooms, you need to let me hit this glass and get his attention,” I growl. He takes a step back and nods. Then surprises me by helping me knock on the plastic. Chelsea joins in and even a few random fans do which is enough for them to stop the game.
Jace finally notices me and skates over. He says something but over the crowd, I can’t hear a thing. I just point to my belly and scream, “I’M HAVING YOUR BABY!”
His jaw drops through his mask and I know that he’s heard me. He nods and I see him skate toward his coach. I make my way out of the stadium, toward the locker rooms, and meet Jace there. My contractions aren’t close enough yet where I need to rush to the hospital, but I want Jace to be the one tracking them, not Chelsea.
“He’ll be out any minute,” Chelsea says and sure enough, Jace runs out of the locker room, pulling on his sweatpants and his mouthguard still in.
“Hey!” I call as he almost runs past us in his hurry.
“This is it? It’s really time?” he asks his eyes wide.
“Yes.” I nod. I can feel the tears starting but he stops them.
“No, this is a happy moment. We’re about to be parents. We can do this, Bree.” He takes my hand and just as another contraction hits, I squeeze as hard as I can.
“Shit, you’ve got a grip.”
“Tell that to my hand,” Chelsea says rubbing her own.
“Hospital now, please,” I whisper and they both nod.
“Let me drive you, that way you can be there for her.” Chelsea takes Jace’s keys and nods. The three of us started out together almost nine months ago and the three of us will be there again. I always wanted Chelsea and Jace to be the ones holding my hands while I had Ellie and now I can.
* * *
Eighteen very stubborn hours later,our beautiful girl Eleanor Barelli is born. We decided to give her Jace’s last name since it will very likely be mine one day. Plus I like the idea of her being apart of the Barellis. My family no longer speaks to me and I no longer hold any feelings toward my last name. But Jace and his family are now my family. Although she was born two weeks early, she is a healthy seven pounds and four ounces. Which of course, Jace takes to be a sign. It also helps that she was born on the fourteenth of the month. Another sign that she is definitely going to be a daddy’s girl.
“She’s so precious,” Chelsea whispers, holding her in her arms.
“Is she sleeping again?” I swear she’s slept more since being born than she ever did in my stomach.
“She is; here, Jace. I should get going.” Chelsea yawns. I have no idea what time it is but considering how long my labor was, we should all be exhausted. I think I am too high off my new mom hormones to be tired but I’m sure it will kick in.
“Thank you for being here.” I give my best friend a hug and she smiles at both of us.
