Page 45 of Dare to Live
I pushed to my feet, swaying in the process. The nurse steadied me.
Becca came over and grabbed my arm. “Everyone is fine,” she said as though she knew what I was thinking. “Lacey did great.”
I shoved my fingers through my hair. “Where are the babies?”
“They’re down in the nursery,” Becca said. Then she regarded the brunette. “Jill, can you get Kade some juice?”
Jill scurried out of the room.
I didn’t need any juice. I needed to see Lacey.
With Becca’s help, I ambled over to Lacey’s bedside. She looked spent, as though she’d been through a war. Hell, she had.
“Hey,” Lacey said as her eyelids fluttered closed. “Are you good?”
I kissed her on the forehead. “Never better.” I hated that I had passed out, but I couldn’t have stopped myself even if I’d tried. The dizziness had hit me like a ten-ton brick. I swung my gaze to Dr. Livingston. “So baby number three came out okay?”
“All three are fine,” she said with a smile. “Lacey did well. And don’t worry about passing out. It happens to a lot of new fathers.”
I chuckled. I wasn’t worried. I didn’t care what anyone thought of me, except Lacey and my family. Then again, I was sure Lacey would have something more to say about me blacking out when she wasn’t about to fall asleep.
We’d talked about the delivery. I’d been excited to see the process. I’d been excited to witness every detail of our babies being born. But everything had been too much.
“Get some rest,” Dr. Livingston said to Lacey. “The nurses will bring the babies in later.” Then she met Becca at the door and whispered something to her before she left.
Lacey grabbed my hand. “You should call your parents. And can you call my dad?”
I nodded as our gazes locked. “I love the crap out of you.” In that moment, I couldn’t explain the feeling that took hold of my heart. My love for her was suddenly stronger than it had ever been.
She was my idol. She was my savior. She was my everything.
A tear slipped out and slid down my cheek. We were embarking on a new aspect of our lives, and I couldn’t have asked for a better, more beautiful person to do that with than my green-eyed baseball beauty who’d stolen my heart the minute I met her.
Chapter 18
Lacey
My eyes fluttered open as the faint noise of the heart monitor droned in the background. My body felt like I’d been through the spin cycle a few times. It took me a second to realize where I was and what I’d been through.
Suddenly, I sat up, searching the room. I blinked once, twice, even a third time. When my vision cleared, I spotted Kade sleeping in a chair next to my bed. He had his legs kicked out, hands folded over his chest, and his head hung off to the side, practically touching his shoulder as he slept.
Aside from my sleeping giant, I didn’t see my babies. And I was in what looked to be a private room, not the one I’d delivered the triplets in.
I was about to swing my legs over the side, but my legs were weak, and I groaned in the process, deciding that it wasn’t a good idea to try to get out of bed.
Kade stirred before he popped to his feet. “You can’t get up yet.”
“Why not? I gave birth. It isn’t like I broke my legs.” But they felt like they didn’t have any strength in them.
He fluffed my pillow. “You need to rest.”
He was right. So I decided not to argue. “Where are the babies? I want to see them.” I had this intense need to hold all three of them.
“They’re down in the nursery. I’ll see if I can get a wheelchair.”
As Kade motioned to leave, Becca came in. “You’re awake.” Her dark eyes sparkled. “Wonderful. I’ll have the babies brought up.” She left before I could tell her that I wanted to go to the nursery.
“Are they healthy? Are they okay?” I asked.
