Page 114 of My Greatest Joy

“Oh my God, is she okay?” Finn rushes over.

“I’m fine, just about to have a baby in the woods, is all.”

I shake my head at her dramatics. “It’s not the woods, sweetheart. And you’re not having him now.”

“How far apart are your contractions?” Oakley asks.

“I’m not sure. It was around twenty minutes a few hours ago, and now they’re?—”

“Argh, fuck.” Fallon hunches over, but I hold her up as best I can.

“I think they’re much closer now,” I tell Oakley.

“Shit, I hope you make it in time,” she says. The hospital’s thirty minutes away.

“Your son better not make me give birth outside without an epidural,” Fallon hisses, holding her stomach as if she’s trying to keep him inside.

“He’s a White. He’s gonna do what he wants,” Finn says with a light chuckle, and Fallon rewards him with a glare.

Finally, tires squeal, and I see my truck approaching. “Let’s go, baby.”

“No speeding,” Oakley demands.

Yeah, right.

Finn helps me get her into the passenger side, and once Fallon’s secure, I rush around to the driver’s side.

“Keep us updated!” Oakley shouts, and I nod.

Once I’m buckled, I gun it out of there.

FALLON

FOUR HOURS LATER

“Nicholas Kane White, you stubborn little boy.” I rub the pad of my thumb over his chubby cheek and smile at the beautiful baby they claim is mine. How the hell I pushed out a ten-pounder is beyond me but thank God for modern-day medicine. He was so big that his head got stuck and the doctor had to use forceps to pull him out.

I’m never having sex again.

“So when can we make another?” Levi asks as if he hadn’t watched my vagina stretch out to accommodate a human head hours ago.

I shoot him a murderous glare.

“What?” He smirks. “He needs a sister. Plus, a child for each dog.”

“Dasher and Noelle keep us plenty busy. Now it’s gonna be three against two,” I remind him. They play-wrestle all day, but I’m constantly tripping over the toys they bring out. Although I adore them more than anything. It’s been fun albeit a little stressful.

“We’ll figure it out, my love. What’s life without a little chaos?”

I chuckle, hoping I can handle it all. Ever since I moved here, I’ve taken on some freelance work, but I stopped a few months ago when Noelle started taking up more of my time. Now I help at the farm’s gift shop when they need an extra hand.

“Finn and Oakley are here,” he tells me.

“They left the reception?”

“Yeah, they couldn’t wait to meet him.”

I smile. “Aw. Well, tell them to come in, then.”

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