Absently, he stroked her belly and smiled. He thought he'd never fall in love when he was in high school! And here he was now, Chase Black, married with a baby on the way!
His eyes flew open. Oh God. They had a baby on the way! He wasn't ready! He hadn't prepared at all!
Slipping from the bed, Chase hurried to the local library and grabbed a number of books to go through on parenting and childbirth. He wanted to be prepared when the time came!
Quickly he pulled the phone away from his ear as she began yelling at the top of her lungs. Wincing, he added, "No, okay. I'm sorry! You're right! I'll meet you at the hospital!"
Chase tried to take a deep breath. "Panic attack. Just a panic attack," he told himself. "I'm okay... I'm okay..."
He tried to clear his head by shaking his head. He couldn't have a panic attack. He had to get to the hospital for Yvonne and the baby!
The labor went smoothly. At least, that's what the nurse told him. Chase had hurried into his wife's room and taken one look at her pushing baby Eva into the world and fainted dead away.
He scowled at the reminder. "It's not like I planned to pass out. I just have a low tolerance for pain..."
Yvonne glanced at him sharply and scoffed, "You were not in pain. I was in pain and I didn't faint!"
Chase shrugged, not wanting to argue with her.
Ace cheered loudly and covered the phone as he yelled across the room for Tracy. "I'm a Grandpa, Tracy!" Uncovering the phone, he asked Chase for all the information - length, weight, gender and told him to send a picture. He paused a moment and let it sink in. "Oh Chase, I wish I'd been there for it."
Chase smiled. "You'll be here soon enough. She's not going anywhere!"
Ace scoffed. "That's where you're wrong!" he said. "My two babies are grown-up and one has a baby of his own!"
Yvonne waved her hand dismissively. "Shh... I need to concentrate!" She said, not looking up from her laptop. "I need to get this contract prepped and ready for revision."
Chase guiltily stepped away from the bass. "Alright. Well, I'll get dinner ready," he said quietly.
Chase frowned. "But what about Eva? She's going to need you home with her!" he said with confusion.
Eva put her fork down and stared across the table. "Whatever for?" she asked. "I think a nanny would be perfectly capable of caring for her!"
"But, what about breast-feeding?" Chase asked. "The books said..."
Yvonne laughed loudly and shook her head. "Oh sugar, no. Oh no! I am not breast-feeding!"
"But, Yvonne! I read the books and..."
Yvonne cut him off again, glaring. "Let me be clear, Chase. I am not breast-feeding! I don't care what the books said! End of discussion!" She shoved her plate away from her and angrily stalked from the room.
Apparently there were quite a few important things that they had never thought to discuss....