Page 237 of G.O.D.S Omnibus

“I’m so sorry. Chester forgot to tell me he was working with his cousin.”

“So, you put yourself at risk because you were jealous. Could you have been any more stupid if you tried?”

“Back off,” Chester warns, stepping up beside me.

“No! How many times do we have to lose her before she never comes back?” Trace yells, just as Brennan comes out of a set of doors to our right.

“They are about to start. Can you save your argument until we are done?” he warns us.

Both guys stalk off towards where he just came from.

“Thank you,” I tell him.

“Don’t thank me, Jolie. What you did was reckless, and not only did you put your own safety in jeopardy, but you also risked the babies.”

I open my mouth to respond, but what can I say to that? He is right, and I know it. What I did was stupid; I never act like this. We both walk into the room where everyone is waiting and take a seat.

An older lady stands at the front of the class. “Welcome, ladies, gents, and pirate.”

Pirate? I turn and look behind me, and bloody Colt is dressed as a damn pirate. He leans forward and whispers, “What do you call a pirate with two eyes, two arms, and two legs?”

I shrug. I was never one for jokes.

“A beginner,” he says with a laugh, quickly turning with anoomphas Sinclair elbows him in the stomach. He sits back with a smirk, and I turn back to face the front of the class. Brennan is seated to my right, and Chester to my left, who places his hand on my thigh.

Apparently today we will watch a birth video, then we can ask questions. Each session she will go over different things, like our birth plan and pain relief. Not that I will be able to use it.

She says the video is just portions of the birth, and we should expect it to be a lot longer. That active labour will generally last a minimum of four to eight hours.

The video starts, and the lady is breathing through her contractions while she bounces on a ball. As the video progresses to the end, her legs are being held up by stirrups. Good lord, the noises she makes cannot be natural. I glance at Chester, and he looks petrified as the baby starts to come out. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him look so pale.

“Hold up!” he shouts, causing the midwife to pause the video. “So you’re telling me that a doctor is going to be all up in my girl’s business?”

“I’m not sure how else you expect the doctor to be able to deliver the baby,” the midwife replies. Chester turns to me. “No... They can cut them out,” he demands.

“Chester, sit down,” I tell him and pull his arm. “We can talk about this later.”

He huffs and slumps back into his chair with a scowl.

“Dude,” Colt says, leaning forward. “Sinclair had her first internal the other day, and I wanted to murder the doctor.”

Chester turns to me, and his eyes are wild. “I’ll kill him,” he warns.

“You won’t touch him,” Brennan interjects sternly. “We want the babies here safely.”

The midwife continues after Chester’s little outburst, going over different types of pain relief. I tune it out since there isn’t an option of that for me. I’m unsure if Chester has anything I can take, or if he is at least in the middle of making something for me.

Once the class finishes, the midwife asks if anyone has any questions.

“The pirate,” she says, pointing over my shoulder.

“Is the pain medication just for the women?”

“Yes, next question.”

“Will my um... kitty go back to its normal size?” Summer asks, a slight blush on her cheeks.

“Yes, it will be fine.”

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