Epilogue
“It won’t be long now. The baby’s head is low and you’re at nine centimeters and fully effaced. I’m thinking it’ll be twenty, thirty minutes before you can push.” Dr. Jenkins patted Tess on the foot. “I’ll be back to check on you again in a little bit.”
“I can’t believe we’re about to meet Ulysses Barton.”
“Not a chance in hell,” Tess snarled, clamping down on Mitch’s hand and breathing through the next contraction. “Besides, it might be a girl.” In an attempt to be less rigid and plan obsessed, she’d opted not to find out.
“Well then, Nikita Xena.” At her bland stare, he just grinned. “What? They’re strong female role models.”
Tess just shook her head and continued to breathe until the contraction passed. She couldn’t quite believe the whole, wild ride was nearly over either
