Sebastian’s P.O.V
“Baby.”
“Baby!” Zendea calls out, panicking and I quickly wake up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
“What’s wrong kitten?” I look at her as she rubs her belly repeatedly.
“I think the baby’s coming, we need to go to the hospital.” She says so we get up, I get the baby’s bag that is already packed with everything he/she will need and Zendea’s bag. Rushing to the SUV I usher her into the backseat, after she lays down I get into the car and drive as carefully as I can. We get to the hospital and ask for Dr Monroe.
Thirty minutes later. “Well, that’s about it. Everything is in order.” She offers us a sympathetic smile finishing Zendea’s checkup and we thank her, the ride back home is quick. Getting home I help Zendea into the house then carry the bags back into our r
