Tamed By You (Always & Forever #2)

Epilogue

Harry

Six months later.

“Okay, that’s it, Ali. Another big push like that last one and you will be ready to meet baby boy number one,” the doctor encourages.

She has been a trooper. Eighteen hours of labor and just days away from her original due date. These boys have kept us waiting. Her suspicions were correct and at our twenty-week scan we were told we were indeed having twin boys, identical twin boys.

It took a little time to digest, but once we did, we spent the last six months getting everything ready for the arrival of our babies.

I dab her brow with the damp washcloth, wiping away the sweat. She starts deep breathing, a sign another contraction is building.

“I love you, but if you come anywhere near me again with that washcloth, I’m going to shove it down your throat till you choke on it, and then pull it out and shove it up your ass,” she hisses, through clenched teeth.

Wanting to lighten the mood and make her laugh, I grin. “Ooh, don’t threaten me with a good time, baby.” She glares at me and if looks could kill, I’d be six feet under right now.

“Not the time for jokes. Okay, got it,” I mumble.

“I can’t do this,” she wails, her face contorting in pain, beads of sweat trickling down her temples.

“Baby, if there is anyone in this world that can do this, it’s you. Just a few more pushes and we can hold our boys in our arms. I know it’s tough but, I’m so fucking proud of you right now.”

She goes to speak, but the contraction takes over.

“Okay, that’s great, Ali, a nice big push for me,” the doctor calls from the bottom of the bed. Ali’s legs are up in some contraption to hold her legs in place as she bears down and pushes.

She grips my hand with white knuckle force, causing me to lose feeling, but I dare not say a word. She’s the one doing all the hard work here and if she needs to break a few of my bones to get through it, she can.

“Great job. I can see the head. On the next contraction, one big push and he will be here.”

I kiss her forehead. “You’re doing so good, baby. You’re nearly there.”

“I’m scared,” she whispers. “What if I can’t do this? What if I can’t be a good mom.” The endless hours of labor now taking its toll on her, but to me, she’s still the most stunning woman in the world, maybe even more so now, in this moment, as she gathers all her strength to bring our babies into the world.

“You don’t need to be scared. I’ve got you always. I’ll never let you fall. You can do this. One big push, Ali Cat. Let's meet our boys.”