Page 54 of Misunderstood Hacker

When I rounded the corner into our room, Jessica was laying Patty down on the bed. I rushed to her side, needing to be close. “Pixie, the doctor will be here in ten minutes. How are you doing?” I grasped her hand.

“Peachy,” Patty ground out. I could see her molars grinding together inside her cheeks. She was in pain and trying not to show it.

“Pixie, your fingernails are piercing my skin.”

Patty squeezed tighter. “I’m in a little pain.”

The guard at the front door sent me a text letting me know the doctor was on his way up to the room. I was able to breathe a little more comfortably knowing the medical staff was here.

I ran a cloth across Patty’s forehead, removing the sweat. “The doctor is on his way up.”

Right as I finished my statement, a man who looked like a movie star swooped into the room.

“Patty!”

I’d never seen this man before. How did he know my Pixie?

Patty’s face lit up at the sight of the man. “Dr. Harper, what are you doing here?”

“I’m here for your delivery.”

My jealousy was showing on my face. “No.”

Patty’s gray eyes trained on me. “No, what?”

“We will wait forDr. Riggs.”

“You have to be kidding me. First of all, we don’t have time. If you had come to all my appointments, you would have met Dr. Har—” Her rant was cut off by a contraction. I knew I needed to get my jealousy under control.

I took a deep breath, getting my nerves together. As long as our baby was beautiful and Patty was okay at the end of the day, I could do this. I needed to think of them.

“Okay, sorry.”

Dr. Harper took a look to see how dilated she was. “Patty, you waited too long to call me. It’s time. You ready?”

The nurse went to the other side of the bed, held Patty’s arm and shoulder, and told her to push. Patty pushed. Her eyes squeezed shut, a vein popped out on her temple, and tears were leaking from her eyes.

“Deep breaths!”

“Breathe!”

Patty nodded.

A harder contraction hit. Patty cried out, pushing with all her might.

“Harder.”

“Keep going.”

After one last push, I heard it—the tiny cry of our baby.

The doctor held scissors out to me. “Time to cut the cord, Dad.”

With a snip, my world was complete. I collapsed on the bed next to Patty, wrapping my arm around her.

Brock and Jessica were over in the corner with tears in their eyes. My family was all together.

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