She Loves Me (Harmony Pointe #3) - Melissa Foster Page 0,151

it was all his fault. He couldn’t keep his hands off her.

“You’re doing great, Pipe.” He brushed her hair from her forehead.

She smacked his hand away as another contraction hit. They were coming so fast, she barely got a break. He wished he could endure the pain for her.

“I’m going to make you pay for this, Dutch!” she cried.

“You’re amazing, baby.” He’d never loved her more than he did right then as she dug her nails into his hand, bearing down to birth their baby.

“Never again!” she panted out.

“You’re doing great,” the doctor said. “Coming down to the homestretch.”

“Fuck the homestretch,” Piper growled as she was engulfed in another contraction. “Get this thing out of me before it splits me in twooooo—oh shiiit!”

“You’ve got this, baby.” Tears sprang to his eyes as their baby’s head appeared. “Piper, it’s coming! I see our baby’s head!”

“Okay, Mama, one more big, hard push,” the doctor said.

She curled up as she bore down, crying out, clinging tightly to Harley’s hand as he cheered her on and watched their baby enter the world.

Tears spilled unabashedly down his cheeks as he and the doctor said, “It’s a girl,” in unison, and Piper collapsed against the pillows.

“A girl, Pipe!” Harley kissed Piper, their tears mingling on her cheeks. “You did it, baby. You did it! We did it. I love you. We have a daughter!”

“Is she okay?” Piper asked, laughing and crying at once.

“She’s perfect,” the doctor said.

“We have a girl,” Piper said dreamily as Harley leaned in for another kiss. “That was awful. I hope you’re happy with one child, because I’ll never do that again.”

“One is perfect. You’re perfect. I love you so much.” He kissed her again. “I love you both so much.”

“Would you like to hold your daughter?” the doctor asked.

“Yes!” Piper’s arms shot out faster than Harley could blink. The doctor placed their tightly swaddled daughter in her arms. Piper mouthed, Oh my God. She lowered her face toward the baby’s and said, “Hello, baby girl. I’m your mama.” She peered up at Harley and said, “And that big handsome grizzly of a man is your daddy, and he’s going to spoil you rotten.”

They were both crying as he kissed the baby’s forehead. She had a dusting of light hair, the tiniest, most adorable nose, and sweet bowed lips. “I love you, little one,” Harley said, and kissed her again.

“She’s perfect,” Piper said, tears flooding her cheeks. “Oh my gosh, I love her so much already. I can’t believe she’s here. Harley, look at her. She’s so tiny, and so beautiful. She’s going to keep us up all night, and she’s going to pull Jiggs’s ears and throw tantrums. She’s going to be a big pain in the ass when she’s a teenager, and she’ll probably try to sneak out, and I don’t even care. I want her to do it all, to experience everything good in life. Can you believe we made such a beautiful little creature?” She wiped her tears, and in a choked voice she said, “Excuse me, Dr. Baldwin?”

“Yes?”

Piper looked up at Harley and said, “When can we have another?”

Harley was sure he’d heard her wrong. “You want more?”

She nodded, crying and smiling and making his heart hurt with joy. “Don’t you? Look at her! She needs a brother or a sister, someone to talk to, to look after and to have her back, a friend to commiserate with about their crazy parents. Between you spoiling her and me being me, she’s definitely going to need an outlet.”

“I want as many as you want.” With a heart so full he felt gluttonous, he brushed a kiss over their daughter’s forehead and said, “Welcome to our family, little one. I hope you grow up to be just like your mama.”

Time blurred, and before Harley knew it, they were in a hospital room surrounded by their family. Everyone was admiring the baby, taking pictures, and talking in a hundred different directions. But Harley couldn’t stop looking at his incredible girls. Piper had just finished nursing their precious little girl, and she was gazing lovingly down at her. Her eyes flicked up to Harley’s and she mouthed, I love you.

I love you both, he mouthed back.

Marshall sidled up to Harley and said, “It’s hard to believe you made something so small.”

“Small packages pack a lot of sass,” Aurelia said.

Harley was counting on their little girl being just as feisty as her mother.

“Six pounds, eight ounces of pure adorableness.” Dan patted Harley