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Aaron taps the back of her seat. “We’re here for you, little mama. Cuss away.”

Scooting over, I rub her belly with one hand and her lower back with the other. “Focus on me, beautiful.”

Her stomach is so hard it might as well be made of steel. No wonder she’s cussing up a storm.

I don’t even bother checking my watch this time since I know it’s been less than two minutes since the last one.

“Emergency entrance or regular?” Tomer asks, turning onto the hospital property.

I answer since Sammy’s in the middle of another fuck the patriarchy rant. “Main entrance. We’re supposed to go straight up to the Labor & Delivery unit.”

Before we get under the porte-cochère, Sammy’s fingers are already wrapped around the door handle.

We need to be smart about this. She can’t just go rushing out until we’ve at least conducted a minimal sweep of the area.

“Princess, I know you want to bolt in there. Unfortunately, you need to wait until we can ensure it’s safe to exit.”

Whimpering, she reluctantly acquiesces with a sluggish nod.

Raising my voice, I address the others. “What’s our plan, team?”

Tomer clears his throat. “I got it. Listen up. As soon as I shift into park, Leo will secure the path from the SUV to the entrance. I’ll take the front of the vehicle. How’s the rear looking, guys?”

“Still no tails spotted,” Aaron responds.

“Excellent,” Tomer continues. “Sawyer, you’ll exit through your door on my side and sweep around the rear of the vehicle en route to Sammy’s door. Aaron, you’ll exfil behind Sawyer and take position at his door to protect the driver’s side, scanning toward the rear. Jonesy, you remain inside until she’s removed, exiting behind her and watching her six as we proceed into the lobby. Once they’re secure, someone will return with me to park the vehicle while the rest stay inside to guard her. Questions?”

“Negative,” Leo answers.

“We’re good,” Jonesy answers for him and Aaron.

When Tomer brings the vehicle to a stop, everyone springs into action.

Before I open the door, Sammy grabs my hand and squeezes with all her might. “We got this, right?”

I cup her cheek with my free hand and run my lips over hers.“We so fucking have this, princess.”

“Sawyer?”

“Yes?”

“Let’s go have these babies.”She doesn’t let me go, though. “One more thing.”

“What?”

“Take off the fucking Elf hat and find someone to lend you some scrubs when we get in there. I refuse to let our children think they were born into a crazy family.”

“Good idea. Probably best they don’t find that out until they’re at least five.”

Chapter 19

Busting a nutcracker

SHEP

Fun fact: Nothing deflates a boner faster than thinking your family is in grave danger.

Not-so-fun fact: Now that we’re lazing around the hospital with jack shit to do, I’m dealing with a raging case of blue balls from the above referenced deflated boner situation.

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