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I guessed that was because there was a huge vase of fresh-cut flowers, and several bags of diapers on the table beside us.
“The bedroom,” she said before stopping and doubling over in pain again. She breathed through it, but fuck it sounded terrible.
Finally, my brain caught up with me. “I’m calling an ambulance. This isn’t the time for a nap, Giselle.” I pulled my phone out and was ready to dial.
“No!” she screamed out, still in obvious pain. “I can do this myself.”
The door behind us burst open, and a tiny Italian woman came inside. She spoke Italian the entire time. And Giselle understood.
She understood every word.
“Go lay down. I’ll get everything ready. How far apart are they?” she asked on her way to the kitchen.
And Giselle answered back. In Italian. “A minute. Maybe,” Giselle breathed out, still squeezing the hell out of my hand.
“Ah, this baby is ready,” Vincenza said with a smile in her voice. She washed her hands while I helped Giselle get to the bedroom.
Once inside, she laid a large sheet over her bed. I assumed it was waterproof. But if Giselle’s water had already broken, would she have any left?
And if she didn’t, was that a good thing? Or a bad thing?
Either way, Giselle didn’t seem concerned. She stripped off her clothes—and I stared at her in wonder.
Fuck.
She was gorgeous.
Her breasts had gotten impossibly larger, but not as large as her swollen belly.
It was magnificent.
My hand itched to touch it—no matter whose baby she was carrying.
And it was in that moment, that I realized.
It didn’t matter.
If that was Sergio’s baby inside of her, I’d love it just the same as I loved Dani.
I would.
I was certain of that.
“What can I do?” I watched her crawl onto her bed and turn over.
“Help me with the pillows, please.” She leaned forward so I could stack a few pillows behind her.
“Now, hold my hand,” she ground out as another pain overtook her body. Her stomach tightened right in front of me, changing shape while I watched.
“Wow,” I said, not having one other thought in my mind.
“There’s a baby in there,” Dani announced. She waltzed into the bedroom with two cookies in her hands.
“You’re going to spoil your lunch,” Giselle scolded her, but still breathed through the horrible pain that had overtaken her body.
Vincenza arrived in the bedroom and headed straight for the end of the bed. “Her mother is having a baby. She deserves a cookie. Or ten,” she said in Italian.
Dani grinned from ear to ear. Then she answered back in Italian with a giggle, “Yeah, I get lots of cookies today.”
