Page 114 of His Team

I go over to the bed where Maribel is trying to put her clothes back on. I tuck the phone between my shoulder and ear and help her with her shirt.

I go to help with her leggings and another contraction hits. I look down at my watch and note the time. I don’t even know if I’m doing this shit right.

Maribel grasps my wrists and holds on tight. I begin to rub her back until the pain passes. When it does, she releases my wrist and looks up at me.

Licking her lips, she nods her head. “Just help me get to the bathroom. I need to shower before we go.”

“Really, baby?”

“Really, Cam. I’m not going to the hospital smelling like sex with cum dripping from the one place everyone is going to be looking up,” she growls.

“Point made.”

“Sim. I think they’re about ten minutes apart. I’m going to get her into the shower, and we’ll be ready to go in about twenty,” I say into the phone.

“I will have the SUV brought around to the front of the estate. That will be the best vehicle for all passengers to accompany the patient and it will be best for her comfort. I have her bag.

“The hospital is a twenty-minute ride from the front door of the estate. There shouldn’t be traffic at this hour and the weather is clear. I will get everyone in motion.”

With that, she hangs up. I smile. She reminds me of Cal when he was younger before I helped him learn to filter down the information he shared.

I like her. Tossing the phone down on the bed, I rush to help Amina into the en suite. I strip back down to climb in with her in case she needs me.

I’m glad I do as another contraction hits. I rub her back through it and hold her hips as she rocks from side to side. I cut off the water once the contraction subsides and I have her cleaned up.

Suddenly, a gush of water hits my feet. I stare wide-eyed as I realize her water has broken. Shit, we need to get out of here.

“Cam, don’t freak out on me. Relax. You’re going to wrap me in a towel and help me dry off. Then you’re going to help me to the bedroom to get dressed.”

I nod and snap into action. I’m about to be a daddy. Shit, I got here just in time.

Maribel

I don’t know if we’re ever doing that again, but I can’t say I regret having my two little boys. They are so adorable. They both came out with heads full of hair and the cutest little lips and tiny noses.

Identical twins, just like their father and uncle. Premature my ass, they were three pounds each. At thirty weeks, I was expecting them to be a pound and a couple ounces or something.

However, both my boys are healthy and have latched on with ease. The way they’ve been sucking down milk, they’ll be big and strong in no time.

Chance and Cade Perry. The most precious babies I’ve ever seen. I’m in love with them already.

“They’re so little. Look at how small his head is in my hand,” Cam says in awe as he holds Cade.

“In his defense, your hands are kind of big. It’s not hard for anything to look small in one.”

Cam looks at me and narrows his eyes. “Say that when I have your ass in my hands,” he whispers.

“Why are you whispering? They’re going to know you have a potty mouth before they turn two months old. There’s no keeping that a secret.”

Cam chuckles. “That shit is true. I thought I’d at least try.”

“Good try, babe. Good try.”

He comes closer and dips his head to peck my lips. I smile sleepily at him. It’s getting harder to keep my eyes open.

“I’ll be here with them. Why don’t you get some rest? I’ll have something for you to eat waiting when you wake. My daddy is on his way,” he says softly.

“I’ll take you up on that.” I yawn and settle into the bed.

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