Byron stood there staring out the window as his husband
raked the leaves. One year had passed since he’d been kidnapped.
His baby
kicked him. He idly rubbed his belly. He couldn’t wait to give birth. It seemed
like he’d been pregnant forever.
He winced and rubbed his back. The cramps had been getting
worse. Kory hurried up to him as he moaned in pain.
“Byron, are you okay?”
He nodded, in too much pain to speak.
“C’mon, let’s get you into bed. The baby’s coming now.”
Kory guided Byron to their bedroom.
Kory gently removed Byron’s soaked clothing. He lay on the
bed staring at the ceiling. Byron concentrated on his breathing while Kory
called out instructions.
Kory cradled their son, Cedric, while Byron lay recovering
on the bed.
“Congratulations, Byron, you’ve given me a son.”
Byron smiled up at his husband before drifting off to
sleep.
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