I come on a deep thrust that turns her moan into an ear-piercing shriek. Heart hammering, I still, but my dick’s pulsing.
There’s water everywhere.
Shit.
What did I just do?
It takes my dumb ass a hot minute to figure out what’s going on with my dick still jerking inside of her.
Holy fuck. Is the baby coming?
Jesus, I’m probably hurting her. I slowly slide out.
“Baby, what do younee—”
She sobs in pain, and I pull her into my arms and try to comfort her, but she shoves me away. “It hurts. So bad. Make it stop.”
It hits me all at once. How I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.
I rush around the bed to get dressed. To help Roxy clean up and find clothes. To get her to the hospital. My heart is beating so hard, I’m wondering if I’m going to be one of those assholes who passes out at the delivery.
She’s crying and worried and upset, and I don’t know what to say to make this better. I’m so far out of my depth, I can’t tell what’s up or down.
So I call the one person I know we can count on. Coach.
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BILLY
Brow furrowed,Coach pats me on the back. “She’ll be okay, Billy. These things take longer than you’d think. I bet she’ll ask for you in a little while.”
We’re in the waiting room where I’ve been pacing for the last hour. The doctor wanted to examine her and asked everyone to leave. Told Rox she could keep one person.
She wanted her mom.
I can’t say I blame her, but in my mind, today didn’t play out this way. Why’d Roxy have me go to Lamaze class if she didn’t want me by her side? Or have me go to all of her doctor appointments? Or have me rub her belly with lotion every night?
The doctor walked out a while ago, but her mom’s still in there.
Rox cried all the way to the hospital and wouldn’t let me hold her hand.
I feel sick, like I fucked her up when we had sex. Like I was too busy thinking with my dick to help her. Like I’m fulfilling all of Coach’s worst thoughts about me.
Her father is being shockingly nice. It makes me uncomfortable. I’m not used to him smiling or patting me on the back.
Cam jogs through the doors to the maternity ward and holds up a bag of takeout. “I brought burgers. Jinxy will be here soon with more snacks. Figured we’d hang out and keep you company.”
I force a smile. “Thanks, bro. Appreciate it.” The guys aren’t supposed to leave the dorms after practice during training camp, but I guess Coach is making an exception.
“How’s she doing?”
Shrugging, I look down the hallway. I want to tell him I got kicked out a little while ago, but that sounds petulant.
Thankfully, Marlena sticks her head out of Roxy’s room and motions to come. Is she talking to me?
I look behind me, and Coach nods. “See? I told you Roxy would want you. Go on.”
My stomach tightens. I have no idea what I’m about to walk into. But she needs me to be strong.She’s the one who’s about to push out a baby, dude. Don’t be a fucking wuss.
