Page 126 of His Surrogate Omega

“Our babies are coming,” Gray said, smiling. “Twobabies.” He chuckled, the world suddenly very funny. “I can’t believe I’m havingtwo.”

“That’s right,” Rohan said with a smile. His face was really rather handsome and even more so when he did that.

“You should smile more. You’re definitely sexier when you do.”

Rohan’s mouth opened, but he said nothing.

“Since we have two, maybe I can keep one. You and Jamie have one… and I get to go home with a souvenir. A little piece of you.”

Rohan still didn’t say anything. He looked to the doctor. “Just how much drugs did you give him?”

“He’ll need them in a few more minutes, trust me,” the doctor said.

“I really do feel kind of funny,” Gray mumbled over his shoulder. He began to laugh. “Funny’s a funny word, isn’t it?” He wiggled his lips. “Funnnnnnneeeeee.”

“We can laugh about funny once your babies are here. Let’s get you up on your knees,” the doctor said.

He, Rohan, and a nurse helped Gray to his knees before he felt a hand behind him.

“This isn’t going to be comfortable,” the doctor said. “Just try to breathe through it.”

Already semi-forgetting what was happening, Gray looked over one shoulder. “What?”

Rohan and the nurse held one each of his hands as he knelt on the delivery bed. Behind him, the doctor reached within. At first, the pain wasn’t too terrible, but when the doctor began pushing, he felt as if he was being ripped apart. Gray bit back a cry of pain. The humor immediately evaporated as he felt clamps stretching his inside open.

“Breathe,” Rohan murmured. “You’ve got to breathe.”

“Almost there,” the doctor yelled.

Gray drew in a shuddered breath before crying out as a pain slammed into him. Sweat broke out heavily on his brow, his whole body trembling from the discomfort.

And then it was simply…gone. He took a deep breath… and then felt a contraction hit.

“Got it,” the doctor said. “They’re ready to deliver. Let’s get us the omega first, hmm?”

Gray heard the doctor murmuring quietly to the other nurses behind him. He looked to Rohan.

“What’re they saying?”

Rohan’s frown made him sense it wasn’t good. “Nothing… nothing at all,” Rohan answered.

Gray was about to argue, but another pain hit him—not as bad as the ones he’d had before, but still strong.

The doctor said something behind him, but his own cry covered most of it.

“Push, my darling,” Rohan said. “Push!”

Gray bore down, just as he’d been taught by the birth nurses in Dr. Forsythe’s office—or at least the best he could remember to. The pain was intense… the more he pushed, the more the pain became.

“Perfect,” the doctor called. “Let’s take a few second break and then I want you to do it again.”

“You’re amazing,” Rohan said at his side before wiping his brow of sweat. “You’re doingsowell.”

Gray didn’t feel as if he was doing anything well. He hurt all over, his body one giant spasm. “I just want themout! Get them out of me!”

“Let’s push again,” the doctor called.

Gray squeezed the hands in his and bore down with all his strength.

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