have more time between ten minutes apart and two minutes apart. Those last two were close. Let’s get you to the car.”
Making their way slowly to the kitchen, another contraction hit Joci.
“Oh no, another one’s coming.” Joci froze in place and gripped her belly on either side as she leaned slightly forward.
“Shit. Breathe, honey. Breathe.”
*****
Jeremiah turned into the hospital parking lot and drove right up to the emergency entrance. As an attendant came out to the car, Jeremiah yelled, “We need a wheelchair; my wife is having a baby and her contractions are about a minute apart.”
Trotting through the hospital to the birthing unit, a nurse met them in the hall. “This is my wife, Joci. My name is Jeremiah.”
“My name is Janie and I’ll be helping you deliver your baby.”
*****
JT, Gunnar, Molly, and Ryder were sitting outside the birthing room with Thomas and Emily, Jeremiah’s parents, Jeremiah’s brothers and sisters-in-law, and Joci’s sister and brother-in-law. They could hear certain things being said in the room; they were trying to listen, and then trying not to listen. They could hear Jeremiah coaching Joci on her breathing, and then hear Joci grunt or pant, and then a loud release of breath after she pushed.
Gunnar squirmed in his seat. This was uncomfortable, just thinking about what was going on in there was making him sweat. Molly looked at him and started laughing.
“What?”
“The look on your face is funny. Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”
She laughed a little harder as they heard another loud grunt and Gunnar winced. Ryder grinned as Gunnar turned his head and looked away.
Feeling restless, Gunnar got up and walked a few steps down the hall. Stretching his back as he moved helped relieve this tension. Damn hospital smells on top of his mom grunting in pain in the other room was driving him crazy. A door opened and a woman walking backwards bumped into Gunnar with a thud. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders to keep her from falling on her ass. The soft scent of her perfume and the feel of her warm body pressing into his make his dick jerk. The woman with her was wearing a robe and pushing a baby in a little bassinet. Her eyes initially rounded as she watched Gunnar break the fall of the woman in his arms.
As he lifted her to her feet, Emma turned, “I’m sorry, I was just…”
They stared at each other for a few moments as recognition set in. Emma’s expressive brown eyes grew as big as saucers as realization hit. She was standing in Gunnar’s arms. She righted herself as he set her away from him and her face flamed a vibrant red.
Gunnar looked at her and smirked. “You’re not going to throw an exploding can of formula on me, are you?” He hooked his thumbs in his front pockets to keep his hands from holding on to her. Feeling her against his body had his heart beating a rapid tempo and he felt the moisture forming on his back.
Ashley burst out laughing. “Oh my God, are you the guy whose bike got doused? I laughed so hard after she told us what she did that I went into labor. At least, I think that’s what did it.”
Emma looked at Ashley with a “what the heck?” look and Ashley laughed all the more.
“Sorry. I’m sure it wasn’t funny at the time, but it really hit a funny bone when she told me.”
Gunnar’s family was listening and watching with amusement. He had spent yesterday afternoon cleaning his bike. Again.
Just then, they heard a baby’s cry from Joci’s room. Gunnar turned to face the door where his new little sibling was just born, waiting to hear the news. It took a few moments, and Janie walked out of the room to tell the family the news.
She looked over at Gunnar and her blue eyes grew large. “Gunnar, what are you doing here?”
Gunnar looked at her, his brow furrowed, his eyes questioning. He looked at her name badge, Janie. He looked at her face again. Nope, nothing.
After a few beats, Emma, watching the