*Bianca*
The baby was coming.
There had just been pain in my abdomen for the past few hours but suddenly, something was very different. There was an intense pressure that was pressing down hard.
I gasped sharply, my eyes widening as I looked up at Taylor.
He met my gaze, saw my panic, and knew immediately.
“It’s happening,” he said to Darion.
A scream tore from my lips as I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to ride through the pain but it seemed to be rocking through me violently. It was a searing hot white pain that left me breathless immediately.
“What do we do?” Darion yelled, his grip on my hand tightening almost as much as my hold on his.
I could just imagine Taylor looking around wildly. “We need to get her in position!”
I was in too much pain to pay much attention to how the guys shifted me on the makeshift hospital bed. I vaguely recall them putting more cushions behind my back to prop me up slightly before someone gently and carefully pried my legs apart.
