Chapter 85

“What are you doing down here?” He didn’t mean to sound angry, but he couldn’t seem to stop himself. He had to hold on to his anger and grief, or he would wind up pulling her into his arms and holding her.

“Would you mind calling the driver?” she asked, her voice sounding small and strained.

“What for?”

“I need to go to the hospital.” She stepped into his office, and as she drew nearer, into the lamplight, he could see her skin was pale and her forehead damp with perspiration.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong. I’m in labor.”

“You can’t be, you’re not due for another week.” He realized how dumb that sounded the second the words left his mouth.

“I thought so, too,” she said. “Apparently the baby is ready now.”

“Are you sure?”

“Incredibly sure.”

He just stood there. He couldn’t seem to make his feet move. He knew this day was going to come. But why did it have to be today? He wasn’t ready for this. Though he didn’t think stan