Page 645 of Rage

“Okay, follow me,” she says quickly.

The nurse leads us into an elevator, hitting the button for the third floor. The ride is over quickly, then, following the nurse down the hallway we reach the room all the way at the end.

“Go in here and put the robe on, it’s on the bed. The doctor will be in soon.” With that, she’s gone.

I help Kieran up.

“Raise your arms,” Sin commands.

Kieran lifts her arms while Sin slides her shirt off, then her bra. Once he’s done with her top half, he slides her leggings and panties off. He kneels to slide off her slippers, and I smile at the sight of this brutal, terrifying man, delighted to do anything to make Kieran more comfortable. Kieran places her hand on his shoulder as she steps out of her pants.

As Sin stands, he kisses her stomach, and slides the gown up her arms.

The doctor walks in as soon as Sin and I help Kieran on the bed.

“So, I hear the baby has decided to come today,” Dr. Samuel says, sliding his gloves on. “Let’s have a look.”

Dr. Samuel grabs the stool and slides up to the bed. “Put your feet in these stirrups,” he directs, covering Kieran’s lower half with a sheet.

Nurses come in and start attaching Kieran up to monitors. The doctor lifts the bottom of the sheet. “The baby is crowning; it’s coming now!”

I look at Kieran and Sin, my eyes filling with tears while watching Kieran trying to get the baby to latch. She said shenever wanted kids, but I can see the love in her eyes as she holds our baby.

I'm happy to share the father title with Sin. He has shown us a million times over since he took us why we are lucky to have him. He really is a great person, he’s loving and caring. I honestly cannot imagine my life without Kieran and Sin.

The nurse walks in. “Have you decided on a name?”

Kieran gave Sin the power to name him. The bastard wouldn’t tell us what he decided on, until the baby was here. I’m not gonna lie, it irritated me to no end, I've never been a fan of secrets and surprises.

Sin looks down at the little boy bundled up in a blanket with a smile. “His name is Xavier.”

“Oh, that’s a lovely name, here’s the paperwork for the birth certificate, I’ll be back later for it,” she says, setting it down on the table before exiting the room.

“So why Xavier?” Kieran asks.

“I chose a name that held meaning. I’ve been researching since we found out it was a boy. I chose Xavier because it means savior, and this little boy is my savior.”

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