Page 57 of Her Wild Cowboy Billionaire

“Got it. Now I’ll get the car.” He came over and gave her a kiss on the cheek and then headed to the garage.

She got out her phone and called her doctor. It was early, and she left a voicemail.

Travis was fast.

The next thing she knew, he was helping her out and into the vehicle.

A pain hit just as he shut her door, and she moaned.

The doctor called back.

They talked for a minute and then she hung up. “Doctor Riley said she’ll meet us at the hospital and to go to the ER.”

“Where else would I go?” He shook his head.

Travis drove down the drive and toward Swedish Medical Center. He pulled to a stop outside the emergency room. He cut the engine and ran around the front of the vehicle to her side.

“You wait here. I’ll get a wheelchair.”

She nodded, breathing through another pain. They were coming about two minutes apart now.

Travis returned with a wheelchair, set the brakes and helped her into it. Then he wheeled her into the ER.

After she had settled and checked in, she waited.

He went outside and moved his car from the entrance before returning to the ER.

Doctor Riley arrived. She was about five feet, two inches of pure energy. Doctor Riley had short, naturally curly, gray hair. The woman held out her hand.

“Travis, good to see you. Looks like you’ll have a new baby by this afternoon. Come with me.”

“I certainly hope so. I don’t think I’ve been this excited...or scared since Willow and I got married.”

The doctor pushed Willow to the delivery room.

“Okay, everyone suit up,” said the doctor.

Travis put on a hat, booties, surgical gown, and mask.

Doctor Riley did the same.

Willow donned the gown and the hat, but nothing else.

Then the doctor wheeled Willow into the delivery room.

A nurse was already there setting out the instruments.

The doctor set the brakes on the wheelchair. “Okay, let’s get you on the bed.”

Willow had opted for a room like a bedroom to deliver her child. Once on the bed, she lifted her knees and spread them wide so the doctor could see.

The nurse stood beside the doctor, ready if she should need any instruments.

“Okay, Willow, time to start pushing. Your little one is crowning and ready to make its debut, so push. Harder. That’s right. Rest a minute.” The doctor adjusted herself, so she was situated to her satisfaction. “Break’s over, push again. Push. Push. That’s right. Keep pushing.”

With Travis behind her supporting her back, Willow pushed and bore down as hard as she could for as long as she could. Again and again. She finally felt her baby coming and pushed harder than ever, giving it everything she had.

Then she felt her child slip from her body.