Page 63 of Warwick

“I will. We’ll call if anything changes.”

Lev gave me a hug, something I was still getting used to. Before Cecil, I’d never had affection. Granted, Lev limited it to hugs, but that still was more than I’d ever had.

I went back home and spent the afternoon, evening, and night listening to the wind howl. I hadn’t realized the storm was supposed to be this significant, but by the time we were ready to turn in for the night, there were easily eight or ten more inches on the ground.

Cecil was brushing his teeth when I heard him make an odd sound. I’d been turning the blankets back and went to check on my mate. I found him biting his toothbrush and holding his stomach with one hand and the counter with the other.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. I came farther into the bathroom to help. That was when I noticed the very large puddle on the ground under my mate. “Oh.”

Cecil looked at me with wide eyes. He pulled his toothbrush out and dropped it in the sink before spitting out the toothpaste. “You just checked my omega line during our shower.”

I had. It was still pink not fifteen minutes ago. The fact that his waters had broken was a big surprise. “Have you felt any sort of pain? Contractions? Burning? Anything?”

Cecil reached for a cup to rinse his mouth. He spit out the water and then shook his head. “I still feel nothing. There’s no pain, Warwick. Why did my waters break?”

I bent down in front of my mate to look at his omega line. He was wearing a pair of lightweight sleep pants that were now soaked, and add in the amount of fluid on the floor, it was obvious he had a lot of amnionic fluid. I carefully pulled down his pants, helping him out of them and cleaning up not only him but the mess on the floor with magic. I expected to see a fully open omega line, but still nothing.

“It’s still closed,” I said.

“What?” Cecil tried to look down, but when he did, that only moved his stomach down in front of his omega line.

I gently pushed it back up. “It’s still completely closed, Cecil. It’s still pink and not open even a little.”

“I know I didn’t pee myself, Warwick. That fluid came out the backside. Not my dick.”

I chuckled. “Well, according to the book, the waters can come out of that side as well as the open omega line.” I stood. “Let’s get you settled in bed, and I’ll give Dr. King a call.”

I helped Cecil into the bedroom, and after getting him comfortable on the bed, I covered him with the sheet. I didn’t think he would want the blanket, and if he was going to be in labor, well, shorts or new sleep pants weren’t going to be necessary.

I picked up the phone, and after glancing at the time, I winced.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s almost midnight.”

Cecil snorted. “Dr. King is used to getting calls all hours of the day and night. He’ll camp out in our living room when it’s all said and done. He’ll get sleep.”

“Yes, but that means it’s almost two in the morning in Amherst.”

“Yeah, well, if Constantine wants to be here for this birth, he’s getting woken up at two in the morning. Such is the life of a doctor.” His voice sounded strained.

“Are you feeling all right?”

Cecil sighed. “Honestly, I feel a lot of pressure. But that’s it. Just like I really have to go to the bathroom.”

I nodded. I needed to get Dr. King here as soon as possible. I touched his name on the contact list and brought my phone to my ear. It took several rings before he finally answered. He sounded out of breath, and I really hoped I’d not interrupted anything.

“Warwick. Is it Cecil?”

“Yes. His waters broke, but his omega line isn’t open. Not even a little. And he’s feeling pressure.”

Dr. King said something that I couldn’t quite make out before he was back on the line. “I’ll call Costas. We’ll be there in just a few moments. Is it all right to enter the house?”

“Of course. Thank you for coming. I’m not sure when he’ll deliver. He’s not experiencing any contractions.”

“He won’t at this point. That pressure is the babies ready to be delivered. His omega line didn’t open. It happens. It’s rare though, but we’ll have to open it for him.”

I looked at Cecil. He didn’t appear to be in any pain. Maybe a little uncomfortable, but that was it.

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