Page 244 of The Moment We Know

They stayed that way for several moments until David broke the silence. “So, I’m not sure how to ask this, but I was wondering …”

“Yes, the baby’s yours.”

“Very funny. But that’s not what I was wondering.” He gently squeezed the breasts he was still holding. “I was actually wondering if you were planning on breast feeding?”

This was something they’d never discussed when she was pregnant the first time. “Yes, I am, God willing. Why?”

After a slight hesitation, he answered, “Ashley didn’t.”

“Really? Why not?”

“She didn’t want to. She heard it, um …”

“What?”

“She heard it ruined your nipples, and she didn’t want them …”

“Ruined?” Paige couldn’t have kept the sarcasm out of her voice if she’d tried.

“Yeah. She was worried she wouldn’t look good afterwards, and that I might not think so, either.”

“Jesus. I’m surprised she wasn’t worried about her vagina being ruined, as well … you know, from all the stretching during childbirth.”

“She was actually worried about that, too.”

Paige was dumbfounded that Ashley’s main concerns with having a baby were how her tits would look if she breastfed and if her vagina would be stretched out during the delivery. “Okay, well I’m pretty sure breastfeeding doesn’t ‘ruin’ your nipples, but since I do plan on breastfeeding, I assume you’ll be able to deal with whatever does happen to them? And my vagina? Because if you’re not, then tough shit.”

David found himself oddly turned on at the fire in her tone, much like the day she’d been stomping naked around his room, firing questions at him and getting pissed at the answers. “I’ll be able to deal.”

“Oh, thank you,” she said with exaggerated relief.

He cleared his throat. “I was also wondering … about the delivery.”

“What about it?”

“Well, are you going to want me there?”

“What do you mean? As opposed to not being there?”

“I mean, in the actual delivery room.”

Her eyebrows drew together as she heard what he wasn’t saying. “Were you not in the delivery room when Jacob was born?”

“No. I wanted to be there, but …”

Paige turned around to face him, her expression a mix of disgust and disbelief. “Oh, my God. Let me guess: Ashley didn’t want you to see her all sweaty and gross while she brought your baby into the world.”

“I didn’t ask, but that could’ve been a possibility.”

“Well, you’re going to be there with me the entire time because I don’t want to go through that experience all by myself. Nope. And you’re going to hold my hand and tell me what a freaking, fucking goddess I am every time I have to push, and how my beauty eclipses every star in the entire galaxy, even when I’m a sweaty, gross mess.” She poked him in the chest. “Are we clear on that?”

“We’re clear.” Suddenly overwhelmed with happiness, he grabbed her face and kissed her. When he finally pulled back, he announced, “Now, I don’t know about you, but I think we should make some calls and share the good news.”

“Right now?”

“Yes, right now,” he said firmly. “Because that’s what you do when you have good news. You share it with family and friends, don’t you?”

“Yes, but what about work?”

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