Page 19 of Paradox
They’re here. They’re here and they’re beautiful.
Perfect.
The tears I was holding back slip from the corners of my eyes. The nurses try to take them away, but I throw a glare in their direction.
“It’s okay, Mr. Hunter,” the doctor assures me. “We need to do another check on their vitals, and then they’ll be taken to the nursery for a more detailed assessment.”
Reluctantly, I hand my daughter over and watch as my kids are taken from the room. I turn back to Raven to find her eyes closed. One of the nurses stayed behind and is injecting something into her IV.
“Babe?”
“She’s fine, just wiped out,” the doctor says.
“What are you still doing under there?” My annoyance is crystal clear. I know I’m being irrational and crazy jealous, but I think he’s been touching my woman’s pussy for far too long.
“We have to get the placenta out, and I also need to close up some incisions I had to make. There would have been some tearing if I hadn’t.”
“Oh.”
Raven’s eyes flutter open and she gives me a weak but knowing smile as if she’s reading my thoughts. That’s my baby doll. Sometimes I think she knows me better than I know myself. She seems to still be in pain so I take her hand, stroking her hair.
“We’re parents,” she whispers.
“I know. Who the fuck thought it was a good idea to give us kids?” I smile down at her, but she’s now serious.
“We’ll be okay, right?”
“More than okay, doll. We’re gonna rock this parenting shit. You’ll see.”
“I hope so.” She gives my fingers a light squeeze, her eyes closing once more.
I don’t know how much time goes by before the doctor clears his throat, finally moving from between Raven’s legs.
“The nurse will clean her up and get her to the recovery room, and the babies will be brought in soon. I’ll check in on her later, and a pediatrician will also come by to check on the twins. Congratulations, Mr. Hunter.”
“Thanks. Thank you for all you did. I owe you everything.”
“Just doing my job. You take care of your family,” he says over his shoulder as he leaves.
“I will.”
I wait around, watching the nurses work on my sleeping wife, then walk beside the gurney while they transport her back to her room. I’m anxious about the twins. I want to see them, to hold them. I just hope they’re okay.
With Raven still sleeping, I head to the waiting room to find E. The entire fucking club is there, always having my back. Everyone jumps to their feet, watching me with anxious stares. I remove the plastic cap from my head, balling it in my fist.
“Well?” Chopper is the first to speak.
“I’m a father.” I let out a breath, chuckling. “A boy and a girl.”
Cheers ring out in the otherwise quiet room, E coming forward to wrap me in a bear hug.
“I’m proud of you, brother.” He slaps my back. “How’s Raven?”
“Good. She’s sleeping. They’re running tests on the babies.”
“A bit of a belated birthday present.”
“Yeah. How cool is that?” I hadn’t even realized, but my kids were born only a few days after my birthday.
