Chapter 18

***Forty weeks pregnant***

Sitting at the clubhouse, I have been having contractions all day. EZ is working in the yard so Chucky is hanging out with me and so is Letti. "Are you okay?" she asks. "Nope. This shit hurts." I tell her laughing. "Yeah, I'm never having kids." she tells me. "That's what I said. You see how well that worked out." I tell her and we both laugh. I go to stand and my water breaks. "Chucky, get EZ." Letti yells as she helps me outside. As soon as we get to the bottom of the steps, stopping a couple of times for contractions to pass, EZ and Angel come running up. "What's wrong?" EZ asks. "Her water broke." Letti says and they all smile. "Stop smiling and get me to the hospital. This shit hurts." I say and they help me to Coco's car and we head off to the hospital.

The doctor came in and I am only at six centimeters. Holding EZ's hand, I look at him and say "You are never fucking touching me again." He smiles and says "You say that now." I look at him and glare and he says "Okay mi amor." A little later, the doctor comes back in and checks me and says "We're ready to push." After thirty minutes of pushing and me calling EZ every name in the book and threatening to cut his dick off, Marisol Elizabeth Reyes is born perfect and healthy.

The club and our family come in and Felipe is holding our daughter and looks at EZ and says "Your mom would have loved her." I look at EZ and see he's smiling but it doesn't meet his eyes. I pull him to me and kiss him softly and whisper "She's here." He smiles that smile I love so much and looks back at our daughter in her Abuelo's arms. A little later, it's just us and I am nursing Mari, we decided to call her, and he's just watching us. "You okay mi dulce?" I ask. "Never better mi amor." he tells me before kissing me softly and kissing Mari's head. Our family could not be more perfect.