Page 16 of Wooed By Daddy

“I’m scared,” I whisper, unsure of what’s going on. It’s too soon for the baby to arrive, I’m two weeks away from my due date.

“I promise you, Kel, it’s going to be okay. Let me get you in the car, and then I can get everything we need.”

I rest my head against his shoulder and wrap my hands around his neck as he carries me bridal-style to the car. I’m forever grateful that he’s in my life. I’m not sure what I’d do without him. I love him more than I thought possible.

An hour and loads of screaming and crying later, Grant parks in the carpark—something I’ve encouraged him to do—we’re going to need his car when we leave, and I’d rather not have to deal with the stress of it being towed.

“Someone help her,” he yells the second we walk into the hospital.

“Grant,” I whisper, knowing that he’s worried, but he can’t act all rich and bossy just because. “Be nice.”

He gives me an incredulous look. “I am being nice.”

I press my lips together to stifle the laugh. “Okay, be patient,” I whisper and then grimace and cry out as the pain once again hits me. Thankfully, Grant’s holding me up. Otherwise, I’d have fallen to the floor.

“Do you want me to call Sabrina?” he asks once we’re situated in the delivery suite. “You want her here, right?”

God, I love this man. “I do. She won’t come in, though, but she can wait in the waiting area. Are you going to call Lucas?”

He presses a kiss against my lips. “Yeah, baby girl, I’m going to call Lucas and then I’ll call Sabrina. When the baby’s born, he or she will have everyone dying to meet them.”

I smile at how amazing he’s being, even though the fear is clear in his eyes. He’s so calm and collected, something I’m not. He leaves the room to make the calls as the nurse takes my vitals.

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Eight exhausting hours later and I hear the beautiful screams of my baby. I sink back into the bed, completely depleted of energy, and watch the surrounding chaos. Everyone has a bright smile on their faces, but my heart stutters, and my breath catches in my throat as I see the love shining in Grant’s eyes as he watches me.

“It’s a boy,” the nurse cries as she hands my baby to me.

I’m a sobbing mess as I press kisses onto my beautiful baby boy’s head.

“Thank you,” Grant says hoarsely. “You’ve given me the greatest gift I could ever have.”

I look at my boy and smile up at Grant. “We made him,” I whisper, my heart full of love and joy.

“Fuck, Baby, he’s amazing.”

I nod through my tears. “He is. Thank you.”

He presses a kiss against my head. “I love you, baby girl.”

“I love you,” I whisper, so content at having him hold me and our son in my arms. This is sheer bliss.

Once I’m up to it, Grant lets Sabrina, Carly, Lucas and his girlfriend Cassie into the room. “Congratulations,” Rina says as she pulls me into her arms. “He’s beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

“She’s right,” Carly says as she sidles up beside her twin. “He’s beautiful. You did an amazing job, Kelly.” she presses a kiss against my cheek as she peaks down at the baby who’s in Grant’s arms, sleeping soundly.

Lucas is next. He comes over to me and presses a kiss against my cheek. “Congratulations, Kelly, he’s perfect. Thank you for giving my brother a son and me a nephew.”

I smile at him. “You’re welcome,” I mumble, not used to this praise.

“Have you thought of a name?” Cassie asks as Lucas wraps his arm around her shoulder. They look so good together, they totally make sense. I seriously wonder what the Greenwood men were thinking when they married their wives. Obviously, with their cocks, because neither of their wives were right for them.

I glance at Grant and smile; we had spoken at length about the names we liked and finally settled on something we both loved. Something that shows our love and appreciation for those closest to us. “Meet Rian Lucas Greenwood.”

“You named him after Rina,” Carly whispered, her eyes filled with tears.

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