Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 68459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
It was racing.
I blinked open one eye and saw him staring at me.
“Does it hurt really bad?” he asked.
I mean, I’d just said ‘fuck, that hurts.’ How much more clear could I be?
Yet I didn’t snap at him.
I burst out crying. “I’m sorry for leaving you.”
He bent down and pressed his lips to my forehead, then started to kiss away my tears. “I know you are. But I deserved it. I haven’t been here this month, and I’m sorry.”
He hadn’t.
Though he’d made it to every doctor appointment, he’d gone out of his way to close as many of his cases as he could, and then brief those who would be taking over some of them while he was off for six weeks.
He’d been making the transition for them smooth, and that was awfully nice of him.
But I’d missed him this month, and it’d showed.
“At least he’s off for six weeks,” Quinn grumbled. “As for the rest of us…”
Shayne flipped him off, then pushed off of the wall and clapped her hands. “How about we all go get lunch, and leave them to their baby birthing?”
That birthing happened within fifteen minutes of them leaving, meaning I didn’t have to flash my vagina to the entire Carter clan.
In what felt like a whirlwind, I had a baby on my chest screaming her lungs out, and Quincy down on his knees beside the bed, cupping my face.
“We did it, baby,” I said to him.
He pressed his forehead to mine for a long second before saying, “That was terrifying.”
I snickered. “We only have to do it three more times, since you said you wanted four.”
He pulled away, his eyes huge, and said, “I only want one.”
Laughter fell from my throat for long seconds before I said, “We’re having more, Quincy. You can’t keep your hands off me.”
He sighed, then looked down at the little life we’d brought into this world.
“I can’t believe she’s finally here.”
“I fuckin’ missed it?” Tay called out as he came into the room.
I smiled, looked down at my baby girl, and said, “Tay, I’d like you to meet your niece, Dalia Keda Carter.”
Tay came up, took one look at her, and cringed. “She’s covered in gross.”
“She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” Quincy breathed.
And just like that, my heart got even fuller.
And Quincy Declan Carter was responsible for almost every ounce of that fullness.