Cora

I narrow my eyes at Roger when he comes upstairs about forty-five minutes later. “Are you going to behave better now?” I ask, my voice tense.

“Yup,” he says, leaning in the doorway with a lazy smile.

I start to laugh as I look over his too – loose stature. “Is it because you’re all drunk?” My eyes shift to Sinclair as he appears in the doorway behind his brother. “Seriously, did you get him all drunk?”

Sinclair, Rafe sitting up in his arms, just gives a little shrug, his mouth pulled up at the corner in a secret smile.

“I am only,” Roger says, smiling as he steps into the room and holding up a hand with his thumb and pointer finger pressed very close together, “a very tiny bit drunk. Just something to steady the nerves.”

Ella laughs next to me before she scoots off the bed.

“All right, then,” she says, gesturing to me as she moves around the bed and reaches to take Rafe from Sinclair. ” Take your spot, Roger. And stop freaking her out, okay?”

“I promise,” Roger mumbles, giving Ella a sloppy little salute before climbing onto the bed and taking her place.

“We’ll be downstairs,” Ella says when I turn my eyes to her. “You just call, and we’ll be right up. Okay?”

I nod to her, smiling a little, grateful that she’s here. Beyond having the power to heal me instantly should anything go wrong, it’s just…really nice to have my sister close by.

Roger sighs as he pulls himself into the spot close on my right and tucks his legs in under the blankets. Then he turns to me, his face serious. “I’m sorry, Cora,” he says quietly.

“Thank you,” I say, my anger fading as I see that he means it. I lift a hand to his cheek, wanting to touch him, wanting him close.

“I just love you so much

“I get it,” I say, nodding.

He nods too, capturing my hand and pressing a kiss to it. “But I didn’t listen to you. And Sinclair made me sit down and listen – which he shouldn’t have to do, so I’m sorry about that. But he explained that you need to be the one freaking out today. So, I have to just… be steady. Is that right?”

Roger, it’s not that you can’t feel afraid too – I get that

with me. “But I was taking all the air out of the room. I’m sorry, Cora – you’re right, we had

my lips now as he slips an arm

down at my belly and stroking it softly

voice quiet. “Or,

cool,” he says, pretending a calmness that I know

start to

asks, turning to grin

sweet, Roger Sinclair,” I murmur, taking his cheeks in my hands and leaning forward to press a kiss to his

I,” he murmurs against my lips, kissing

my lip, feeling significantly calmer now, starting to get…well, maybe a little excited, alongside being terrified. “Do you think

and takes a deep breath

color do you think his eyes will be?”

my tongue

would that even be

are goddess grandchildren,” he says, grinning at me. “Anything is possible. The

eyes, “would have shown up on an

says, holding up

close to him. Or at least I smile for a second, before the next contraction starts

to stay quiet, his eyes on me throughout the whole contraction.

quietly when

returning my hand to his cheek. “I hope the baby’s eyes are just like

smirking at me. “Big brown ones, like his mom. That would

to wait and see,” I reply, dropping my

the baby to hurry up,” Roger murmurs, turning is attention to the bond that runs between us and the

“Nah, don’t rush him,” I sigh.

comfort and

we’ve got a nice big crib for him out here,” I say, laughing a bit.

Roger murmurs. ” Any time you want,

agree. I’m finally ready – completely ready to bring our baby into the world with a nice, calm, maybe slightly tipsy

darkens our windows before my contractions really start to heat up. By then, the house is

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