Page 202 of Sinful Blaze

“What do you need?” She strokes my hair back from my face again.

“I need this to stop!” I’m done trying to hold it in. “I need this to stop until he gets here! I need him to answer his fucking phone!”

Am I angry? I don’t know. I’m sobbing into her shirt whenever I’m not screaming in a new surge of pain. I’m clawing at the bed to either get out of it or ride through another back-breaking spasm.

“I don’t want to do this alone…”

Melanie all but climbs onto the bed next to me, ignoring the glares of the attending nurses. She pulls me into her arms and slowly, gently, starts to rock me back and forth. “Shhh,” she soothes. “You’re not doing this alone. I’m here. I’m right here. So is Jameson. We’ve got you.”

I love my brother-in-law, but he’s not the man who should be seeing my baby’s face first. He shouldn’t even have been the man to drive me here.

But he was—because Pasha wasn’t.

He was—because Pasha doesn’t want me anymore.

Another surge of pain rolls through my body, this one more intense than all the others.

Is that supposed to happen?

Is that normal?

The new doctor’s eyes widen when she enters the room and takes one look between my legs.

“Well, this kid certainly doesn’t waste time, does she?” She’s trying to make me laugh and I so desperately wish I could. I should feel more at ease. More comfortable.

If I’m gonna survive this, I have to.

“Alright, Ms. Covington.” She turns on a huge lamp and shines it over my pelvis. “I’m gonna need you to brace yourself and work on that breathing. This baby is coming.”

“Now?!”

“Now.”

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