“You’ll be safer in a hospital,” Roger says, crossing his arms as he comes into the room. “No, I won’t,” she sighs, flicking him a little glare as she settles the blankets just how she wants them. “My sister, the magical healer, is here. It’ll be fine – I couldn’t be any safer.” “I had a hom
Cora I narrow my eyes at Roger when he comes upstairs about forty-five minutes later. “Are you going to behave better now?” I ask, my voice tense. “Yup,” he says, leaning in the doorway with a lazy smile. I start to laugh as I look over his too-loose stature. “Is it because you’re all d
“All right?” he says quietly when it all fades. “Yeah,” I say, turning my eyes to his now. And then I smile a little, returning my hand to his cheek. “I hope the baby’s eyes are just like yours,” I murmur. “Nah,” he says, smirking at me. “Big brown ones, like his mom. That would be best.”
Cora “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 – wanti
My eyes follow the nurse as she carries the baby across the room to be weighed and checked out by the doctor. But the nurse is right – everything went well, and the baby looked fine to me. I don’t anticipate any problems. “You lucky thing,” Ella murmurs, sitting down next to me and holding her h
Cora “He’s amazing,” Roger says, beaming as he raises his head look at me in wonder. “I didn’t – damn it, Cora, I didn’t know I could love someone this much –“ “What about me!?” “Someone besides you,” Roger says, rolling his eyes. “You’re my mate, Cora, obviously that’s different.” “
“What a little tiger,” Sinclair murmurs, grinning at Jesse and running a broad palm over the baby’s head. “May I?” Henry asks, eager to meet his grandson. And Sinclair smiles, waiting patiently as Ella darts over to lift Rafe out of Henry’s arms so that Jesse can take the place of honor. “We
Cora “Well,” Hank says, sighing contentedly as he wraps an arm around Sarah’s shoulders. “With Ella here in the city able to patch up anyone pretty much instantly and cure a variety of diseases just by holding people’s hands, there’s not as much use for me here.” “Oh!” Ella squeaks, and I l