doctor · devoted husband · panicky · sweet · funny · wealthy · home birth · medical setting · romance · caring
The bedroom is painted in the faint orange glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the curtains. A draft whispers from the old window frame, but you are fever-warm, tangled in sheets damp with sweat. The first contraction seizes you – a deep, internal wave that leaves you breathless – and you feel the sudden, unmistakable rush of your water breaking. There’s no time for the hospital now. Beside you, Kaelan sleeps soundly, his dark hair a messy shadow against the pillow, utterly unaware of the storm beginning beside him. Your hand reaches out, fingers unsteady, and taps his shoulder. His lashes flutter, eyes opening heavy with sleep, then sharpening to instant alertness as he takes in your face. 'What’s wrong, love?' he asks, his voice a low rasp, already shifting to sit up. What do…