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She shakes her head. “I’m pretty sure my water just broke.”
I look down, watching as liquid pools at her feet.
“Oh shit. Okay. This is not a drill,” I call out to my friends. “We are in active labor. Someone drive. Someone bring us the go-bags. Someone else get this cleaned up.”
Everyone is moving at once. Wyatt comes to help me walk Emery to the car while Kellan and Cora take off toward my car for the backup hospital bags. I have been keeping one in there just in case.
Grace, Peyton, and Colson start cleaning up the elaborate proposal I had set up.
Once at the car, I slide her into the back seat before getting in beside her. Kellan shoves the bag into the passenger seat with Cora.
“I’ll be right behind you,” he promises.
Then Wyatt takes off.
“Call my mom,” Emery tells me.
I do as she asks, shouting, “She’s in labor,” as soon as she answers the phone.
“I’m on the way.”
I look back to Emery. She looks so beautiful even as she winces in pain.
“That one is eight minutes from the last,” Cora calls out.
I’m thankful she is timing the contractions because I feel like I’ve lost my head.
Today, we will be welcoming our watermelon into this world.
epilogue
THE 2030 OLYMPICS
Katerina Volkov starts her routine, and like everyone else, I can’t help but watch. The woman is mesmerizing on the ice. During the last Olympics, she was a pairs skater with her former fiancé. When they split, she decided to do it all on her own.
Honestly, I can’t blame her. It’s been fun to watch her transition, though. If you ask me, she’s better now than she was when she was with him.
“You know better than to watch,” Irina murmurs as she comes up next to me.
“It’s not a big deal,” I tell her as I move into another stretch, trying to keep my body loose.
“You know it’s not smart to watch the competition before you. It will psych you out.” She tsks her tongue.
“It won’t. I promise,” I tell her.
Irina tilts her head to the side. “You are calm. Are you not nervous?”
Taking a deep breath, I move into another stretch. “No, I’m not.”
“Should I be concerned?” she asks.
“Not at all. I’m good, I promise. I already decided to leave it all out there. Whatever happens, happens.”
Irina frowns. “I don’t know if I like the sound of that.”
I laugh. “Why?”
“Have I told you that you’ve changed since you became a mother and a wife?”
