Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel
“Whenever he’s ready to make his appearance.” “Come on, kid,” Roger murmurs. ” Any time you want, we’re ready.” And honestly, for the first time? I agree. I’m finally ready – completely ready to bring our baby into the world with a nice, calm, maybe slightly tipsy Roger at my side.
Unfortunately, the baby really does take his time. The whole day passes and dusk darkens our windows before my contractions really start to heat up. By then, the house is busy with all the people we’ve asked to come to the house for the birth our family, but also several medical professionals to really ensure that everything goes smoothly.
Actually, just one person is missing by the time I’m almost ready to push. But I smile when I see him standing, quite suddenly, at my bedroom door.
“Hey, Cora,” Hank says, smiling at me with genuine happiness and pride.
“Hank!” Ella says as she turns at my side, her face lighting with a grin.
“Are you kidding me!?” Roger bursts out, kneeling next to me on the bed and looking between Hank and I with an appalled expression.
“Roger!” I gasp, momentarily distracted from the pain racing through me as two nurses bustle around the room, getting everything ready. “You will apologize to Hank!” “Why is he here?!” Roger shouts, his frantic anxiety starting to come out again now that his buzz has worn off and we’re a little closer to the birth itself.
“Hank is the most respected doctor in the city!” I hiss in response, “and our friend!” “And your ex!” “And!” I point a finger in his face, glaring now even as my breath comes short with the next contraction, “he saved Ella’s life like four times! And Rafe’s! So!
He’s here!” Roger growls at me but then sits back on the rubberized sheets that we put on the bed about an hour ago, giving in and glaring around the room.
“Nice to see you too, Rog,” Hank says, leaning against the doorframe now and grinning around at all of us. “Man, I didn’t think I would, but I missed the Sinclair drama – ” Ella laughs and leaves my side temporarily to go give Hank a hug as I pant through my contractions.
“How far apart are your contractions, Cora?” Hank asks, staying at the door even as Ella comes to my side.
I groan through the pain, glancing at Ella and nodding to her, asking her to speak for me as I cling to Roger’s hand.
“She’s less than two minutes apart,” Ella says, a little too cheerfully considering the amount of pain that I’m in.
“Well, it sounds like you’re ready, but I’m not an obstetrician,” Hank says with a shrug, nodding around to us. ” I’m just here in case of an emergency.
Is there somewhere I can…” “Downstairs,” Ella says, sending him a quick smile and a wave over her shoulder. “Go have cigar and brandy with the men.” Hank wishes me luck as he goes but I barely hear anything as I tip my head back onto the pillow, panting as the contraction fades.
“All right, Mrs. Sinclair,” the head nurse says from Roger’s other side. ” It’s time to push. Are you ready?” “Ready as I’ll ever be,” I reply, glancing both at Ella and Roger, who I’ve asked to stay. Ella gives me an excited smile and Roger gives me a tense, heartfelt nod.
And then I give an exhale and steady myself as I begin to push.
“You’ve got this, Cora!” Ella cheers at my side while I squeeze Roger’s hand, panting and shouting as I give what the nurse has told me is one last, final push.
I put everything I have into this final moment, squeezing my eyes shut and pushing as hard as I can, wanting this done – wanting to feel my little baby in my arms And suddenly the pressure lessens, and my eyes fly open as I gasp And there’s a little baby’s cry ringing out through the room.
“Here!” I gasp, leaning forward fervently, some motherly demand in me needing my little baby now even as I see him in the nurse’s hands. “Give him to me!” The nurse hesitates, looking towards her colleagues. I moan a little, still reaching, wanting him now “Do it,” Ella snaps suddenly up from my side. She stands and moves towards the nurse, putting a hang on her shoulder and gesturing towards me. ” He needs his mother – ” Roger is completely still at my side, his eyes focused totally on the baby, who starts to cry his little heart out.
“Please,” I beg, reaching for him.
“All right,” the nurse says, nodding and bringing him forward. “We’ll clean him up in a minute – ” And she takes two steps forward, and leans down, and places my little baby in my arms And I burst immediately into tears.
Because the weight of him against my arm-his little head curled against my elbow-my heart just breaks to feel him close to me, so strange and new and yet so completely right.
I stare down at my little baby, tears dripping down my face as I take in every ounce of him, every tiny finger and toe, his wide and crying mouth with its perfect tiny lips – Roger is pressed tight to my side, his arms wrapped around me, staring down at our perfect son.
“I can’t believe he’s here,” I whisper in complete awe.
“I can’t believe he’s so mad,” Roger replies, his voice reverent.
I burst into laughter, glancing at my mate and shaking my head at him, sniffing back my tears, grateful that his strange sense of humor has at least stopped my crying. “You know, Roger,” I say quietly, “most new parents say something nice about their kid when they meet him for the first time, like how beautiful he is, or how much they love him.” “Well, he’s making a lot of noise, Cora,” Roger murmurs, still staring at the baby with an expression somewhere between shock and awe. “I doubt he’d even hear me wasted compliment.” it’d be a “Ignore him, gorgeous boy,” I murmur to the baby, cuddling him close and pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Welcome to the world. You are very, very loved.” “See?” Roger sighs. “I couldn’t have come up with something that good. He needed you for that.” “Well, he’s got me,” I sigh. “My whole heart, forever, little baby.” And though I’m exhausted, and my whole body is aching, I just feel such rich, complete happiness in this moment.
We sit for a few more minutes where it feels like Roger and the baby and I are the only three people in the world. I almost jump in surprise when I feel Ella’s hand on my shoulder.
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