Chapter 114. This Is the Real Thing

It was a difficult decision, but I had agreed to have a C-section. It was scheduled to happen in another week and half... if I didn’t go into labor before that time.

When she explained the intracranial pressure from bearing down and possible complications from my recent concussion and ensuing brain swelling, Nicholas had pleaded with me to choose the surgery. I could actually feel the fear rolling off of him. The choice to go with the doctor’s advice made sense on all fronts and calmed him down significantly, even if I was still a little nervous.

“I’d rather stay here today.”

I kept brushing my teeth, my eyes meeting his in the mirror as I shook my head. I spit and rinsed, wincing a little from another cramp when I bent over.

“No, the prosecutor wouldn’t have asked to meet you unless there was news.” I dried off my hands and mouth. “Besides, today is supposed to be just us girls.”

It was the day of my baby shower, and Nicholas was whining about not bein