“It’s always a compliment, Delaney. I value my life far too much to insult you.” He presses a kiss just below my ear and I sigh.

“I wouldn’t kill you if you did. The sex is too good.”

“Glad I’m useful for something.”

I grin, turning my head so he can kiss me again.

“I’ll rinse you off and then help you out of the shower. Meet you in the bedroom?”

He reaches for the showerhead and runs the warm water over me. When he’s finished, he takes my hand and holds it until I step out onto the bathmat and grab a towel from the heated rail.

“Don’t get dressed. I have plans for you,” he calls.

I rub myself dry before wrapping the towel around me and leaving to sit on the bed. I’m still tired, but not feeling quite so awful anymore. A good breakfast should help even more.

I laugh when my husband appears in the doorway, dressed only in a towel slung low around his hips.

“Is this what you like?” he asks.

“Absolutely.”

He walks toward me. “Did thoughts of me keep you warm at night?”

“Maybe.” When he reaches me, he bends over and plants a hard kiss against my lips. I grin. “Okay, yes. It wasn’t Ryan Reynolds I thought of when I was alone. Except for that one time …”

I laugh as Josh pushes me backward on the bed and drops the towel. “I’ll make you forget he even exists.”

“We’re supposed to go down for breakfast.”

He grins. “Oh, I’m going down alright. But breakfast can wait.”

“You promised me a foot rub.”

His eyes glisten with happiness. “Oh, baby. You’re getting so much more than that.”

* * *

Three months later to the day of Josh’s Oscar win, my water breaks, and when my contractions reach the point where I need to go to the hospital, we leave Amelia with her grandparents and Josh drives me to Valley Presbyterian Hospital.

Or rather, he intends to.

“I can’t believe you got us lost. Again. Why can’t you just use the GPS on your phone?” I grimace as another contraction hits. He needs to sort his shit out.

“I know where the hospital is, Delaney.”

“Clearly, you don’t.” I pull my phone out of my bag. “We’re on Addison Street. We’re so naming this baby Addison if it’s a girl.”

Josh laughs.

“It’s not funny, Josh. If you don’t get us to the right place, I’m having this baby in the car.”

I bark out directions as we finally head toward the hospital, and by the time we get there, I’m so over him that I’ll be happy to leave him behind in the car.

I immediately change my mind after taking two steps.

Waves of pain hit me, and my knees buckle underneath me.