of my mouth and swallowed back the laugh that tried to break free.
Emberly didn’t need me telling her she wouldn’t be getting much sleep after the baby was born either. I’d always hated when people told me that when I was huge-pregnant and tired.
“When did you have your appointment?” I asked, since it had to have been in the last few days.
“Yesterday afternoon.” One of her hands moved tenderly over her stomach. “And nothing. She said I’ll be good through the weekend, at least. Peeing,” she said abruptly. “I’d like to stop peeing every five seconds too.”
I looked at Madison when Emberly waddled away to find her losing the fight on covering her smile. “When I had that appointment she’s talking about, I had Quinn the next day.”
“I had Avalee that night,” she added, eyes wide. “My doctor swore I was probably gonna have to be induced after another week. But . . .” She lifted her hands and then patted her barely-there baby bump.
I moved my feet to the floor, my eyes already searching. “I’m pretty sure we’re having a baby tonight.”
Madison grabbed my shoulder and then pointed at the couch. “Stay there so we don’t have two.”
I huffed a sigh and relaxed against the couch again as I looked around the room until I found Cayson just a handful of feet behind me, talking with his and Emberly and Rae’s moms and stepping out of the way when the kids came running through, screaming and being all kinds of wild.
Hunter caught Avalee’s shoulders before she could get much farther and said, “Lotta pregnant women. Y’all go run somewhere else, yeah?” As soon as they were off again, he continued toward us. “Y’all need anything?”
“I’m great,” Madison said as I asked, “Did Beau send you?”
“Can I not check on my wife?” he asked as he pulled Madison into his arms, feigning offense. But after another second, he admitted, “Yeah.”
“I need to get off this couch,” I said miserably, then waved Cayson over when I caught his eye.
“You okay? You need anything?” he asked as he hurried over, and my narrowed eyes shifted from him to Hunter.
“He’s just worried about you,” Madison said, trying to pacify me.
“I know, but I’m not on bed rest yet. And it feels like he’s trying to put me on it early.”
“Well, if you hadn’t spent an entire day in the kitchen, maybe you wouldn’t be confined to your that.”
A smile tugged at my lips despite my desperate need to leave the couch and rush around my house, doing everything myself. “Maybe you should be confined to my this with me, and we’ll see how long until you go crazy. Anyway!” I shifted my focus back to Cayson, but he was looking around, his brow pinched tight.
“Where’s Emberly?”
“Bathroom,” Madison and I answered at the same time, then I asked, “Do y’all have her hospital bag?”
Surprise and worry replaced everything in an instant as his head snapped back to me. “In the truck. Why?”
“She’s fine,” I said quickly. “But she’s probably not making it through dinner.”
“What do you mean? Why?”
“Take a breath,” I said softly and grabbed his hand. “Emberly is fine. Madison and I are just guessing from experience that y’all will be getting ready to have a baby by the end of the night.”
“Savannah.”
I looked up to see Beau quickly approaching us.
“I would really love to get up.” My hopeful smile faded when he handed me his phone. “Who—hey, why aren’t y’all here?” I demanded when Sawyer’s face filled up the screen.
He scrunched up one side of his face and asked, “Is it cool if we don’t come?”
“No, it’s absolutely not cool. Y’all have to be here.”
He pulled the phone farther away, showing off the tiny bundle cradled in his arm. “How about now?”
“Oh my God!” I cried and held the phone out for Madison and his brothers to see. “Oh my God, wait! But it’s early—what happened? Is he okay—is Rae okay? Where is she? What’s his name, and why didn’t y’all tell anyone Rae was in labor? Oh my God, Saw, you’re a dad.”
Sawyer’s proud smile beamed over the phone as he waited for me to finish my super-fast ramble. “His name’s Griffith. Everyone’s great. He’s healthy. Rae did fucking amazing.”
“Little ears,” I chastised halfheartedly.
A low laugh left him. He turned the phone so I could see where Rae was asleep in the hospital bed. “She did great,” he said again. “He just decided today was the day he was coming. If