Fake Dating My Ex's Hockey Star Brother (Maya Scott) novel Chapter 277

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I can hear Katy’s voice faintly from the phone, but I can’t process any of it right now.

“Okay.” I keep my voice very calm. Impressively calm, actually. “Okay, that’s fine. That’s… how do you feel?”

“Like something is squeezing my entire-” She stops, breathing the way they taught us in the class we went to four months ago. “Justin.”

“Yeah.”

“That was not the first one.”

I stare at her. “What?”

“I’ve been having them since this morning. I thought it was just Braxton Hicks again so I didn’t…” She winces. “I didn’t want to say anything and make a big deal of it.”

“Guys.” Katy’s voice crackles from the phone on the chair. “Is she in labor? Allie, are you in labor-”

I grab the phone. “I’ll call you back.”

I end the call.

Allison blinks at me. “You just hung up on Katy. She could talk me through how I’m feeling right now.”

But I’m freaking out and the worst part is I’m trying not to show it which means I’m very much showing it.

“Let’s get you to the hospital.” I’m already moving, one arm around Allison’s back, guiding her slowly

toward the couch. “Sit. Don’t move. I have to-” I’m trying to remember the list. There’s a list. We made a

list. Where is the list? “The bag is upstairs. The hospital bag. I packed it three weeks ago, it’s by the closet

“Justin-”

“One second.” I pull out my phone and call her mother.

It rings twice.

“Justin?” She says.

“She’s in labor.” I manage, running a hand through my hair. “She’s been having contractions since this morning and didn’t tell me-”

“Since morning?” Allison calls from the couch. “I said I thought they started this morning-”

“How far apart?” Margaret asks.

I look at Allison. “How far apart?”

Allison shifts and exhales slowly. “Maybe seven minutes? The last two were around seven minutes.”

“Seven minutes,” I relay.

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“Okay. Okay, I’m leaving now.” I can already hear movement on her end. “You have time, don’t panic. Keep her calm, get the bag, call the hospital-”

“Right. Hospital. Yes.” How did I forget that? “I’ll call you when we’re heading out.” I hang up and immediately dial Dr. Fenwick’s office.

It rings. The nurse picks up, I give her Allison’s name and ramble on about the contractions and coming in now for the birth. She asks questions like if she’s bleeding, water broken and I give all the answers as fast

as ! can.

Once I’m done, I race upstairs, taking the stairs two at a time.

The bag is exactly where I put it. Closet, right side, navy blue duffel. I grab it, then remember Allison

mentioned wanting her own pillow at the hospital, so I grab that too.

Then I go back for her slippers because she specifically said the hospital floors are cold and she wants her own. Then I grab my own wallet and keys and stand in the middle of the room for a second making

sure I haven’t forgotten anything critical.

I go back downstairs.

Allison is sitting with both hands on her stomach, eyes closed, breathing slowly through another

contraction. Just watching it makes something tighten in my chest.

I set everything down and crouch in front of her without saying anything, my hand covering hers as I wait.

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