Chapter 26
Lochlan
Three months later…
I put down my sociology book and sigh. “What the fook does this shit have to do with law enforcement?”
My wife laughs from where she sits next to me on the couch. “It’s your last semester. I would think you’d have figured it out by now. Much of what you learn, you’ll never use.”
“Struth.” I pull her rolled up legs out from under her and rub her feet.The midwife said any day now and that was last week. I can’t help but wonder if anything is wrong.“Any pains today?”
“No. I swear, this baby is never going to come. She’s like you. Stubborn.” Her eyes dance, challenging me to argue.
“I called my mum. Me and my brothers were all early so it’s all on you. However, I got an idea. I read where sex will move things along. I’d be more than happy to oblige.”
She rolls those lovely seas of blue and giggles. “We’ve tried making love, a lot. Besides, I’m huge. It must be like screwing a beached whale.”
“Ah luv, you’re the most beautiful beluga I’ve ever seen.”
“You’re not supposed to agree with me.” She punches my arm slightly so I tickle her until she says uncle then kiss her tummy. “You’re perfectly the right size according to your doctor.”
“Midwife.” She corrects me for the hundredth time this week.
“Oi. Right. Sorry, I forgot.” I love teasing her.
“Well, don’t.” She harrumphs then suddenly her eyes go wide and she holds her belly. “Oh… oh.”
“What?” I spring up, halfway to the door, ready to get the car started.
Her hands go back to typing and she sighs. “It’s nothing but another one of those Braxton Hicks. Go back to reading. Honestly, Loch, you’re driving me nuts.”
Me? She’s the one with all the false alarms.Better I don’t point it out. “Want something to eat?”
“No, my stomach doesn’t feel so good. Maybe I’m coming down with something. Oh my God, that’sallI need.” She punches her pillow hard, places it behind her back, and frowns.
Both CJ and Grayson said to watch her mood. If she gets crabby, I should expect the baby soon. She seems super-grouchy so without her knowing, I grab her go-bag, and put it in the back seat of the car.
When I come back inside, she’s pacing back and forth across our small living room.
“Where did you go?” Her hands go to her hips but I slide behind her and kiss her ears.
“I went to check we had enough gas.”
“But you already did, twice.”
“Did I? I guess I forgot.”
“Can you make me a sandwich?” She sits and I watch her face for any sign of pain.
“I thought you said you weren’t hungry.”
“I’m not. I really need you to find something to do besides wait for me to have a contraction.”
“On it. Grilled cheese?”
She calls in from the other room. “Yes, that would be… owwww.”
I peek my head into the living room. “Be ow?”
