Page 110 of Fatal Attraction

“You’ve got this, babe,” Spike murmured as he pressed a fierce kiss against my head. “We’re right here. We love you.”

“I-I love you too. So much.”

“Start pushing!”

I tried not to sob as I sucked in a hardy breath and pushed, losing my breath after about six seconds.

“Good,” the doctor praised. “Now again. PUSH!”

I did it again, holding it for about a good ten seconds before my lungs burned and I had to stop. Right away I started to sweat, and my breathing became more erratic.

Dr. Scanlon grinned. “One more big push, Charlotte. You can do it.”

I did it again, hard, and before I’d realized it, cries met the air, and both the guys were jumping to their feet.

“Congratulations, Charlotte. You just birthed your baby boy.”

I didn’t want him to leave me, but Spike rushed after the nurses no sooner than they’d taken the baby away to clean him up. I could hear his frantic cries, and all I wanted was to hold him and see his face, kiss those precious little cheeks I’d been waiting so long to see.

“He’s perfect,” Spike sobbed from across the room, and I glanced over to see him in a puddle, grinning big with tears flooding his face. “He’s perfect!”

“Ca-can I see him?” I asked Dr. Scanlon.

“Soon. The second baby is coming. At my signal, start pushing.”

A hand brushing against my cheek caught my attention, and as I turned to Phoenix, I found so much love and adoration starting back at me, I’d almost forgotten to breathe.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered, leaning over and kissing my lips. “There isn’t anyone else I’d rather raise a family with than you, Charlotte.”

My heart soared at his words. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“START PUSHING!”

I heaved in several breaths, sweating beading down my forehead, then gave it all I had, breathing out hard when the doctor yelled that my daughter’s head and shoulders were out. On her cue, I sucked in all the air I could hold and then gave her one long, final push.

Just like my son, they hauled my baby girl away, not letting me get a mere glimpse of her. Phoenix was hot on their asses though, watching their every move as they took her across the room and cleaned her.

“You did great, Charlotte.”

The doctor rose to her feet as Spike came trotting over with our son. I laid back, then smiled as Spike gently rested him along the right side of my chest. Phoenix followed soon after, and once I had both babies side by side, instantly their crying ceased. I couldn’t help but kiss both of their little foreheads as I welcomed them into the world in a soothing whisper.

“Julian,” said Spike. “Julian Peter Hutcheson. How does that sound?”

My lips parted. “Wh-what?”

“And Amelia,” said Phoenix. “Amelia Blaire Rhodes.”

“You… you want to name them after Peter and Blaire?” My eyes burned, and it was all I could do to hold it together with the babies in my arms.

“Just the middle names. Phoenix and I discussed it before we ever got here and thought you may like the idea. Is it too much?”

I shook my head, a tear snaking down my cheek. “No, it’s perfect.”

“Charlotte,” said Dr. Scanlon, and we each looked up to find a slight frown on her face. “I’m sorry to ruin the moment, but we need to get you stitched up. Once I’m done, your parents are welcome to come in and see the babies, but soon we’ll have to take them for a bit and run some tests.”

“Tests?” Phoenix’s brows furrowed. “What kind of tests?”

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