Page 101 of Enemy Boss's Baby Surprise

“You’re so rude.”

“Hey, hey, hey. I’m teasing you,” I say, then lean in, giving her a kiss on her jaw. “You know I am. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me. Have I told you that recently?”

Just this morning, I know I did.

Kira smiles. “Not recently enough.”

“Ah, well, I’m so sorry. I’ll make sure to say it every hour on the hour.”

“That will do, I think.”

At Hunter and Amy’s wedding, this dance was intense. Something was budding between us. Now, something has quite obviously grown. Not just our baby, but our love.

This dance is intimate. Not just sensual. But a prelude of much more closeness to come.

We fall into a steady rhythm. Back and forth, back and forth. Hypnotic. Feels like living in a dream. The love of my life, our baby, and –

“Oh god,” Kira mutters.

“Wha –” Before I can see what’s up, I slip on the floor, narrowly steadying myself from falling flat on my face. “Jesus Christ, what was –”

Kira splits away from me and pulls her skirt up revealing a puddle on the ground. “Oh no.”

“Hey, it’s okay,” I say.

Did she pee herself? I mean, the baby’s feet have been pressing on her bladder for a week now, so it’s understandable. “Let’s get you to a bathroom and –”

She shakes her head, blood draining from her face. “I didn’t pee, Orlie. That wasn’t…”

As she trails off, I catch up. I shake my head. “No. Are you sure?”

“I swear, I didn’t –”

“You think your water broke?” I say in a tense whisper.

Kira’s breathing starts coming faster and faster.

“You haven’t – you haven’t felt anything, right?” I ask.

She shakes her head, eyes welling with tears. “Nothing, not even Braxton Hicks or –” Kira slides her hand under her belly. “It’s too soon. He still has three weeks.”

I have to be strong for her. I can’t let her know I’m terrified.

“Orlie, he’s not in the right position. He’s breech, he hasn’t shifted yet,” she says, lower lip warbling.

I wrap my arm around her. “It’s going to be okay. I promise. We have to go, alright?”

Harley hurries over. “Is everything okay?”

“My water –” Kira tries to explain, but her breathing can’t steady.

I rub her back. “Breathe. You have to breathe, honey.”

“Oh, shit,” Harley says, pressing her hands over her mouth. “Okay, this is okay.” She takes her sister’s hand. “Orlie will take you to the hospital and –”

“Yeah, I will,” I say although I’m starting to shake. I don’t know how I’ll drive when I’m shaking like this.

Harley touches my back. “I’ll clean this up and keep everyone calm. You go, okay?”

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