Elle shakes her head and turns away, going in search of some new, clean clothes while doing her best to ignore me. “Jizz creek?” I call after her, peeling off my wet shirt. “Penis park? Cum bucket?”
Elle stops what she’s doing and glares at me over her shoulder. “Shut the hell up and find my hospital bag, you big turd,” she tells me, unbuttoning her shorts and letting them slide down her legs. “Besides, you and I both know that this is not a game you want to play with me because I’ll win every single time.”
“Bullshit,” I laugh, pulling on some new clothes before reaching for the ruined bedsheets. “You’ve got nothing on me.”
She shakes her head and I don’t doubt she’s about to fire off an epic list of crude names when she doubles over and groans. “Holy fuck.”
“What’s wrong?” I panic, rushing to her side.
“Contraction.”
“Shit. Okay. I guess it’s time to stop fucking around and get you to the hospital.”
“You think?” she grunts.
I hurry up to her side as she finishes dressing. “Hey,” I murmur, taking her hips and forcing her eyes up to mine. “We’ve got this. We’re going to be great parents to this little girl. We’re going to give her the world. I promise you, no other child could possibly be happier than what she’s going to be.”
Elle smiles with love shining through her eyes. “I know,” she whispers. “You’re going to be such a great daddy.”
I dip my head and press a kiss to her soft lips. “Only because I have a woman like you standing by my side.” She beams up at me. “Are you ready?”
Elle nods and I step away to grab her hospital bag “Alright. Then let’s do this.”