Page 177 of Moon's Promise

Lana was standing by the end of the bed, looking at him in concern. “Are you all right?”

Apologies were written all over Priss’ face as she bent down, trying to help him up. “I was laying out the birthing pool. I was going to move it the side once I was able to find an electrical socket the cord could reach.”

While the other two were filled with concern over his fall, the wicked bitch from Bowling Green was making no effort to hide her amusement.

“You wouldn’t fall so much if you looked where you were walking,” she advised him with a smirk.

Ignoring Priss’ outstretched hand, Moon got to his feet. He shook his hair out of his face, then opened his mouth to give the bitch a piece of what was left of his mind when a low moan came from the bed. Feeling the color wash out of his face, he stumbled over a cord, barely managing to save himself. He sat down on the bed before he hurt himself further and kicked the cord away.

“Are you okay?”

She grinned at him. “I was going to ask you that question.”

Moon gave Kendra a thunderous expression. “Your family is trying to take me out, aren’t they?”

Larissa rolled her eyes at him. “You’re being ridiculous.”

Deciding not to argue the obvious, he took her hand. “How far apart are the contractions?”

“They’re are about ten minutes apart,” Lana answered from next to him. “She hasn’t gone into active labor yet.”

“Good.” Moon bent down to slide an arm underneath her shoulders, the other under her knees.

Larissa gave a startled scream when he started lifting her. “What are you doing?”

“We’re going to the hospital. My baby is going to be born there, like ninety-nine percent of the population.”

“Moon, put me down!” she shrieked at him. “I’m having the baby here.”

“Nope, you’re having the baby in the hospital,” he argued, fighting off the sudden dizziness assailing him.

Afraid he would drop her with how dizzy he felt, he laid her back on the bed.

“I’ll be back in a second.” Reaching out to hold on to the headboard, he waited until the room quit spinning.

“Where are you going?” Larissa looked at him strangely.

“To get Shade. He’s waiting downstairs. I’m going to get him to carry you to the car.”

Larissa gave him a long, drawn-out sigh. “Moon, you are not bringing Shade in here. We’ve talked about this. I’m having the baby here. Go have a seat.” She gestured to a chair on the opposite of the bed. “Priss and Lana are going to set up the birthing pool.”

Determining he was useless until the dizziness passed, he went to sit down. He just needed a couple of minutes. The contractions were ten minutes apart. He still had time to get her to the hospital.

Putting his head in his hand, he tried to think himself better.

“Darn it.”

Moon lifted his head at hearing Priss’ mutter.

“What’s wrong?” Larissa asked.

“The air pump isn’t working. This setup is brand new. It should be working.”

Lana went to the air pump and unplugged it then moved it to another outlet. “It’s not working.”

Priss gave her sister a wry look. “No joke. I’ll drive to the office, get the air pump from the extra birthing pool, and bring it back. I won’t be five minutes.”

“Hurry!” Larissa yelled after her.

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