Page 106 of Hat Trick Daddies

Ally collapses back, exhausted, as I cradle her head, kissing her repeatedly. “You did it, Ally. They’re here. I love you. Two boys and a girl, Ally!”

I push through the swinging doors, nearly toppling a doctor as I leave the soft chaos of the delivery room behind me. My legs feel like lead, my chest tight with emotion as I make my way back to the waiting area.

The fluorescent lights feel harsh compared to the dimly-lit calm of Ally’s room, and the buzz of the ER is a sharp contrast to the quiet awe I left behind.

There they are, Nick and Tyler, pacing the length of the room like caged lions. Tyler’s hands run through his hair repeatedly, and Nick’s arms are crossed so tightly I’m surprised he hasn’t pulled a muscle.

I stop short, taking in the scene for a second before speaking. “They’re here,” I say, my voice breaking slightly. “The babies are here.”

They both freeze, turning toward me with wide, eager eyes. “What?” Nick asks, almost disbelieving.

“Two boys and a girl,” I say excitedly, my face breaking into a grin.

“Two boys and a girl!” Tyler yells back, throwing his arms in the air. The people around us glance up in curiosity, but we don’t care.

The twins rush over to me, practically tackling me in a group hug. “Are they okay? Is Ally okay?”

“They’re all perfect, beautiful and healthy,” I say, choking on my words, and before I can say more, Tyler grabs my arm, and we all rush down the hallway together toward the maternity ward.

As we head back, my thoughts swirl. The whole experience feels surreal.

It’s like time both sped up and stood still in that delivery room. I can’t believe how fast everything happened, yet it felt like an eternity waiting for each baby’s first cry.

It’s strange, too, how this moment, a moment I once imagined with someone else, feels so right, even though it’s nothing like what I expected.

This life with Ally, Nick, and Tyler…it’s unconventional, sure, but it’s ours, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

When we reach Ally’s room, I push the door open to find her sitting up in the hospital bed, cradling one of the babies in her arms while the others lie swaddled in the bassinets beside her.

Her face is glowing, her exhaustion overshadowed by the pure love radiating from her eyes.

I step aside to let the twins in, and they flock to her instantly, both of them pressing kisses to her cheeks and hands as they coo over the babies.

The twins are beside themselves, practically buzzing with excitement as they lean over the bassinets to look at the babies.

Tyler points to the baby boy closest to him. “I call dibs on this one.”

Nick shoots him a look. “That’s not how it works, dumbass.”

Tyler grins. “Why not? He already looks like a little troublemaker. Clearly, he’s mine.”

“You don’t get to ‘call’ a baby,” I say, shaking my head, but I can’t help laughing at them. “They’re all ours. Together.”

Ally chuckles softly, adjusting the baby in her arms. “They’re right, you know. You’re going to have to share.”

The twins exchange sheepish grins but quickly go back to marveling at the babies, their excitement undiminished.

Nick strokes the tiny hand of the baby girl, his eyes soft and full of wonder. Tyler gently touches the cheek of one of the boys, his face lighting up with a grin when the baby stirs.

I step closer to Ally, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead. “You did amazing,” I whisper, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “You’re incredible.”

She smiles up at me, her eyes glistening with tears. “Thank you. I couldn’t have done it without you.”

I glance at the twins, who are still entranced by the babies. “Without us,” I correct softly.

Ally nods, her smile widening. “Without us.”

I kiss her again, this time on the lips, savoring the warmth and love between us. As I pull back, I ask, “So…ready to start planning the wedding?”

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