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He frowned. “You’re in pain.”
“It’s BraxtonHicks.”
“That bastard.”
I laughed and straightened my outfit in the mirror. “He’s not my favorite person right now.”
“Maybe it’s real labor.”
“You’ve been hoping I was in real labor for a month now.”
Someone tapped on the door, and our husband came in. At leasthe’dknocked first, not that he’d waited long.
“Party in the restroom?” Valor asked as I washed my hands. “And no one invited me?”
“I think she’s in labor.”
“I’m not in labor!”
“You don’t know that.”
I turned off the faucet, frowning as the next wave came. Both stared at me as if I was a grenade with a toothache.
“If this was really labor, my contractions wouldn’t be so close together yet.”
The color drained from Valor’s face. “How close together are they?”
“I don’t know.”
“Only a few minutes,” Loïc replied. “Two and a half? Three?”
“Shit. We need to get you to the hospital.”
“No, you need to move so I can get back on set,” I said with exasperation. Women online complained about how inattentive their partners were during their pregnancies, but I’d had no such luck. They both followed me around as though everything I did was fascinating. The bigger I got, the more they were underfoot.
He moved, but Loïc rolled up his sleeves and started washinghis hands for no apparent reason.
“Oh my god,” I said testily. “Are you planning to do surgery in the next scene?”
He flashed me a look of amusement, but kept going, even scrubbing under his immaculate nails.
When he was finally done, they trailed me back to the set, where everyone was still waiting.
So embarrassing.
Hopefully they didn’t really think we’d snuck off for sex.
Liza came over from where she’d been talking to her assistant. “Everything okay?”
“She’s in labor.”
“I’m not in labor!” I snapped. “Let’s get this shot before everyone falls asleep.”
Everyone took their places.
Loïc settled into Mal’s skin, holding himself with the more sinister air that he sometimes used with Valor. It was hot as hell, and normally mesmerized me in a way that left me drooling. His mouth moved, but I was having trouble following along. His eyes locked on mine, and I heard myself hiss, not even realizing it was me until his forehead furrowed. He was supposed to look sexily irritated, not concerned. His gaze dropped to my stomach, which I realized I was holding.
He said something to Liza and caught me as my legs tried to buckle. “Hospital time,” he said—to me? Valor, who’d followed us back to the set? To the room at large?
