Page 49 of Omega's Pretend Mate
“Your honor?” I asked.
“What is it Mr. Jeffries?” he snapped. “Opposing counsel allowed you to present your opening statement without interruption.”
“My apologies, but I’m afraid I will need to ask for a continuance sir.”
“And why is that? We’re only a couple hours away from concluding this trial.”
“I know your honor, but this is an emergency. My water just broke.”
He choked on air. “Well… I see…” He turned to the defendant’s attorney. “Objection to a continuance?”
The man shook his head, not even conferring with his client. “None sir.”
“Continuance granted,” the judge declared. “We’ll reconvene in one month. The court will send a date once confirmed.”
“Yes, sir,” I said.
I apologized to my client, then called Christian as I waddled from the courtroom.
“How’d your trial go?” he asked.
“Continuance. My water broke.”
“I’ll be right there,” he declared. Then I hung up my phone.
“Mr. Jeffries?”
I turned to see the bailiff standing beside me. “Yes?”
“I’ve been asked to escort you outside so that your mate can pick you up from the curb.”
I could have cried with relief as he offered an arm.
We made it down the steps of the courthouse as Christian pulled up, and let my assistant from the firm, Jordan, out of the car.
I handed Jordan my car keys. “I’m on the second floor of the parking complex. Space twenty-five.”
He nodded. “I’ll get your car back to the office.”
“Thank you.”
He nodded. “Go have that baby.”
Christian helped me into the car as Jordan headed off to the parking garage.
I winced as another contraction ripped through me. “Hurry, please. This baby isn’t waiting.”
He nodded, flipped on the emergency blinkers, then headed in the direction of the hospital.
We made the trip from the courthouse to the hospital in record time, and I was glad that we’d finished pre-registration the week before as it allowed the nurses to take me right back when they realized how fast my labor was progressing.
I’d barely managed to change out of my suit and into a hospital gown when one of the nurses took a look and called for a doctor.
“What about my epidural?” I asked.
She chuckled. “Oh hon, it’s far too late for that. This baby is coming, now.”
Christian moved beside me and took my hand.
