Page 37 of The Chance

He burst out laughing and just couldn’t stop.

Ronnie had definitely gotten her wish today.

Aubrey stepped up to see what he was laughing at, as the nurse put George’s baby in his arms. An angry little elf stared back at him.

Wide awake and watching the world around her, wearing a pink cap on her tiny head, was a sweet baby girl—with a perfectdelicate little baby face. A sweet baby girl that looked just like Auntie Genesis.

Ronnie had finally gotten her Hiller-look-alike, all right. This one was Hiller through and through.

And from the way the kid was watching the world, she was going to be just as much a handful as her aunt. Guthrie couldn’t wait. He just hoped Ronnie and George could handle her.

“Oh, she’s so beautiful! And she looks just like Genny,” Aubrey took the boy from the nurse’s arms and cooed at him when he was wrapped and ready. “Oh, how beautiful he is. He looks just like his mommy, though. So beautiful, Guthrie. They are beautiful and perfect. So perfect.”

Guthrie looked up. And… everythingstopped.

The world just completely changed.

Guthrie about stopped breathing, looking at the woman right now. This was exactly what he wanted someday.

Dr. Aubrey Fisher and a family they’d create between them. He just stared at her so long, that damned McCoy Laird coughed and bumped his arm. Breaking the spell. “Yeah, Hiller, they can do that to you in an instant, you know.”

The other man’s words were low enough only Guthrie could hear. He just nodded. What else could he say?

“Let’s get these little Hillers to their daddy,” she said softly. “The nurses are wheeling their mommy to recovery now. I bet he’s about to go insane, out there waiting.”

“I would be. She’s his world, you know. He loves her. He’s one of the luckiest men I know.” And he wanted what his brother had, too.

Guthrie’s world had changed today. No doubt about it.

Now he just had to figure out how to make what he wanted happen. There was no other woman on earth he wanted that with than the woman holding his brother’s baby right now.

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He was just goingto have to find a way to seduce the woman he wanted. Guthrie thought about that as he sank onto his bed in his condo that felt empty, generic, and lonely many long hours after his brother’s and Ronnie’s youngest children had entered the world.

He wished that woman was there right next to him. But she had insisted on staying around the hospital—with Greer. Guthrie and Aubrey had insisted Greer be admitted. Just as a precaution. He had spoken with Dr. Lewis and told the other man to order an ultrasound in the morning for his sister. Just in case.

Being head of obstetrics had its advantages.

He wasn’t going to take risks with Greer.

He could have lost so much. His brother, Ronnie, Greer, Aubrey, and Genny. Ronnie’s twins, Greer’s baby she’d just told them all about this past week.

All of them on that damned road. Guthrie would never forget. Nor would he ever forget being there for Georgiano Maxwell Hiller IV and Mira Aubrey Hiller’s arrivals into the world. His nephew weighed a hefty, for pre-term twins, five pounds seven ounces. Little Miss Mira had weighed in at four pounds fifteenounces. They were doing great, and Guthrie suspected the initial due date calculation had been a bit off to begin with. They might even be able to avoid NICU altogether. Aubrey was going to keep him posted.

He’d been there—for his brother’s children’s births. That was a miracle he would always remember.

Now he wanted to make a handful of miracles of his own.

Maybe three?

They could do three with their schedules.

Aubrey would eventually run a hospital somewhere—she had the definite ability now—so that would take a lot of her time and attention. But she had relatively stable hours, especially compared to his. Guthrie was called out at all hours; babies came when babies came. But they could make something work with the kids. If they stayed in Value while they were having those kids, the ranch was just seven minutes away from the hospital. Or they could build somewhere on his family property. There would always be babysitters nearby…

Guthrie grabbed his phone.

He wanted to talk to her. It was as simple as that.

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