Page 53 of Lawyer's Secret Omega

"This must be your first child. This is definitely labor. I've been timing the contractions and they're less than a minute apart. You got here just in time."

Oh boy. I am the shittiest alpha ever.

They rolled Ryan into a big room that had a loveseat, chairs, and a TV. It looked like a waiting room. Shouldn't we be in a delivery room or something? The nurses helped Ryan get on the bed. Soon, they had him hooked up to a blood pressure monitor and all sorts of other gizmos.

"We've called Dr. Spartz to come and see how far along you are."

This was the part that I didn't like. I didn't want somebody else to shove their hands up my omega. I knew they had to attach fetal monitors, though. It looked like he was even hooked up to a seismic register.

The doctor came in, introducing himself, and shook my hand. He sat right down, not wasting any time, and checked on Ryan. "You're definitely moving right along. But we've probably got a few hours left to go."

A few hours left to go? I knew labor took a long time, I had gone to some of the birthing classes with Ryan, but he was in so much pain and the contractions were only a minute apart!

I turned to Ryan, thinking of telling him the doctor was nuts if he thought this was going to take a few more hours. I decided I should probably just keep my mouth shut. I opened my mouth to ask Ryan if there's anything I could do for him, but then just closed it, remembering how he had been since these pains got really bad. It would probably be better not to even talk to him. I got a wet washcloth from a nurse and wiped his forehead and face.

I still couldn't believe we had completely missed that this was labor. I felt like a dumbass. Ryan seemed to be constantly in a contraction. Quick breathing, maybe one second of rest and then quick breathing again. A nurse leaned over and told Ryan to stop holding his breath.

"Is the baby getting enough oxygen?" There were so many damn machines. Were they monitoring Ryan or the baby? I had no fucking idea.

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