Page 168 of With A Little Luck
Leaning over the railing, I run my fingers over Quincy’s cheek. “I love you so fucking much. Can you believe it? We made a whole tiny person.”
She laughs, even though she looks exhausted. “Love you too, but for the record, she didn’tfeeltiny. Do giant heads run in your family?”
I bark a laugh.
Yeah, now that I think about it, they probably do.
I’m really fucking lucky that Trigg is an unrepentant stalker. I never would have recovered from missing this.
There are very few times when I wish we had a fourth guy in our pack, but it would make splitting shifts easier.
Trigg cuts the umbilical cord, and he and Hartley accompany the baby to the nursery while I stay with Quincy.
The way this hospital is set up, if you opt for a birthing nest, you have to swap to a different room after giving birth. Quincy didn’t want to go that route, meaning we get to stay in the same room for the rest of her postpartum stay.
I wonder if they’ll refund me the difference since we didn’t end up using one of the nests? Damn. Maybe Easton is right. I am cheap.
Quincy’s first trip to the bathroom is rough, but the massaging of her stomach that the nurse does after might actually be worse. Her pain filters through the bond, and it’s at contraction levels.
The nurse gives Quincy her pain meds, asks her a bunch of questions, and finally leaves.
I hover near the edge of the bed, unsure of what to say or what to do.
Quincy reaches out and grabs my wrist. “Cuddle with me?”
Nodding, I lower the bed rail and climb onto the bed next to her. It’s a slow process because I’m terrified of hurting her, but once I get settled, she scoots over and rests her head on my chest.
“How are you?” I ask, my voice coming out weirdly raspy.
She laughs weakly. “I’m hanging in there. What I really need is for Hart and Trigg to bring the baby back. I hate having her out of my line of sight.”
“Yeah,” I agree. “But at least we know they’ve got her. Have any opinions on names yet?”
“Maybe.”
I tilt my head down, kissing her forehead. “Oh yeah? I’m all ears.”
She shrugs. “I was really stuck on Valley for a while, but Ridge and Valley… I’m not sure that would work, especially if we have more kids. I found Camdyn the other night, and it also means valley without being so blatant about it, but I like Meadow too.”
My heart races. “So you don’t hate me and would possibly be open to having more kids one day?”
“Of course I don’t hate you.” She slaps my chest. “I love you, even when you’re being a pain in the ass. And I don’t know. I mean, give me more than two hours to recover from the last kid, but yeah, I think I’d be open to having more children.”
“I love you, sweetheart.” I break out into a wicked grin. “Well, in that case, I’m down with whatever name you like best. Camdyn is adorable. Cam makes for a great nickname. Meadow is sweet. It would be fitting.”
Basically, this goes back to not being able to deny her anything. She just pushed out an eight-pound, twenty-inch baby with my eyes and Quincy’s nose. I’d give her legitimately anything she asked for.
“Camdyn is perfect,” she whispers.
I’m still not sure what I did in life to deserve her, but I’m really fucking grateful for the universe’s mistake.
Epilogue
Hartley
Ididn’t know it was possible to fall in love at first sight.
Camdyn proved how wrong I was. One look at her tiny, upturned nose, chubby cheeks, and bright blue eyes, and I was done for.
