Finding Stone (The Stone Brothers Series) (Volume 1) (23 page)

I've been feeling a lot of pressure down there. When I step inside the bathroom, I have to grab the sink to hold me up. I don't think these are practice contractions anymore. I'm in so much pain now I want to scream. Suddenly, I feel water trickle down my leg. Shit...I look up in the mirror and see Sarah coming out of a stall. She looks at me, looks at the floor and goes to quickly wash her hands.

"Are you okay? Did your water just break?" she asks.

"Yes, my water just broke." Without warning, I fall to my knees. I know in my heart that something is wrong. Call it a mother's instinct.

"Sarah, I need you to check me and see if you see anything. I'm having so much pressure. I know something is wrong." Son of a bitch, this hurts!

"Okay. Lets get you on your back. I'll take a quick look, and then go find Noah."

The pain is getting worse. Something is wrong. Sarah lifts my dress; her face falls.

"What? What is it?" I ask. I'm so scared.

"Molly, I need you to get on your hands and knees. Now." I don't even ask I just do it. I see her dial her phone.

"Yes. My name is Dr. Sarah Grant. I'm at the Belmont Hotel, the women’s ballroom bathroom. I have a pregnant woman who has a prolapsed cord." I die inside. I know exactly what that means. "I am placing a cloth on the cord now."

"Molly, how many weeks are you?"

"Thirty-four."

“Sarah, I need to push. I can't stop it. Please tell me it's okay for me to push."

"Yes, Molly. The baby needs to come out quickly." She starts counting for me.

I start pushing. Praying to God my baby will be okay.

"Good, Molly. That was good. Again."

I finish talking to the chief and am on my way to find Molly. I see paramedics come in. I follow them. I have no idea what was going on. When I see them heading to the women’s bathroom, I start to panic. I am paralyzed on the spot when I see Molly on all fours and Sarah is counting.

"What's going on?" I demand.

"Sir, I'm going to ask you to wait outside."

"No, I'm her husband and an E.R. doctor. Move out of my way!" I take a deep breath and go into doctor mode. I can't get through this any other way. "Molly I'm here. Sarah what's going on?"

"Molly's water broke, lots of pelvic pressure. She was having severe pain. Asked me to check her, said she knew something was wrong. She's fully dilated. Prolapsed cord. The baby's almost here."

"Noah, please help me. Make sure the baby is ok. I'm so scared. Help him, Noah." Molly is crying. I can't help the tears falling down my face.

"You're doing good, baby. Listen to Sarah. Keep doing what you're doing."

Sarah continues to coach Molly. "Again Molly, push again. He's almost here, one more time. Molly one small push and your baby will be here. Here Noah, you deliver your baby."

The next thing I know, I have this perfect tiny little boy in my hands. The paramedics hand me the scissors to cut his cord and a blanket. I suction his throat and rub his back to get him mad. I hear the most amazing sound I have ever heard. A loud, mad crying scream coming from my son. I can't take my eyes off him. It’s instant love.

I look up and see that the paramedics are working on getting Molly to the gurney. I stand up and place him in her arms.

She looks at me, then at him. We're both crying. She asks me if he's going to be okay. "You did so great, Molly. He's tiny, but perfect. Let's get him to the hospital so he can be checked out."

Seeing my wife holding my son for the first time is something I will never forget. She looks at me and says, "His name is Landon. Don't you think he looks like a Landon?"

"Yes, I think you're right, Landon Jay Stone." Honestly at this point, I would have agreed to anything she chose.

As the paramedics start rolling Molly and Landon out, Molly grabs a hold of Sarah. "Thank you, Sarah." Molly’s voice is filled with tears and the deepest gratitude. I look at Sarah and say, "You saved my son's life. Thank you."

When we arrive at the hospital, I follow Landon. Molly insisted. I watch them work on him. The doctor lets me know his lungs are under developed and he needs to be placed in an isolette. Other than that, he looks perfect. I put my hands through the holes and hold his finger. He wraps his very tiny hand around my index finger. When I feel how strong he is, I finally exhale the breath that I’ve been holding. I also start crying. I start thinking about my life and all the moments that have lead me here. Staring at Landon, I feel complete. If Molly had never come into my life, I wouldn’t know this unconditional love. It makes me wonder what was going on in my father’s life that would make him hate me so much. Landon will never have to worry about that. No matter what, he is my son. He will know that I love him, that I would do anything to protect him. I lean down and whisper into the isolette.

“Happy Birthday, Landon. I love you so much.” He is sleeping peacefully. I pull out my phone and take a couple of pictures for Molly. I text them to my brothers. Then I head over to the postpartum unit. I get an instant text from Evan.

Is everything okay?----E

He’s perfect. Working on getting his oxygen levels up. Will let you know when you can visit. -N

Name?--E

Landon Jay Stone.--N

Nice. Congrats bro.--E

I walk in the room to see Molly crying.

“You okay babe?” I ask.

“No. I want to see my baby.”

“Has Dr. Chaney checked you out yet?”

“Yes, he said everything looks okay.”

“Let me get a wheelchair. I’ll take you over.”

“Thank you. How is he? Is he okay?” She is panicked.

“Yes. Here I got some pictures.”

“Oh my gosh. He is so tiny. Hurry Noah. I want to go over.”

We are on our way back to the NICU when I get a text from Maddox. It makes me sad.

You’re a lucky man. I can’t wait to see him. -M

You’re next.- N

I know he is ready to settle down. He has been for a long time
.
Soon he will figure it out, but he doesn’t know it yet.

If only. Kiss my nephew and tell Molly I said congrats. -M

Will do. —N

Six weeks ago, the night Landon was born was one of the scariest nights of my life. Being born at just 34 weeks, he has done so well. He was little, just 5lbs 8oz. I was a basket case when we got to the hospital that night. He had to stay in the NICU for two weeks. His lungs weren't fully developed, which is common for premature babies. He had the hardest time learning how to eat. Molly was amazing through it all. She was with him almost constantly and there for nearly every feeding. She worked so hard doing everything she could to give him the best start in life. Each day he kept getting stronger. We are so proud of our little guy.

I walk into the penthouse after a long day at work. The view tonight is spectacular. In front of the skyline, I watch Molly feeding my son. She hasn't noticed me yet. I listen to her humming to him, trying to rock Landon to sleep. As she goes to put the baby to bed, she sees me standing there.

"Welcome home, Daddy. When did you get here?" That will never get old, hearing her call me daddy. I have had so many new roles in such a short time: lover, boyfriend, husband, and now dad, all because of this amazing woman standing in front of me.

"Just a few minutes ago. Here let me take him. I'll put him to bed." I feel like I miss out on a lot of things with him, any chance I can get with him, I'll take. He is still so tiny. I find myself looking at him everyday. I can’t believe he is mine. I can’t believe I love someone this much. I will do anything to protect him, to let him know his daddy loves him. He's definitely a mama's boy. Molly gets very little sleep. We tried the bottle, but Landon wasn't having it, only the breast for our little guy. I totally understand though, I would prefer her too.

"Okay, thanks. I'm going to go put on something more comfortable. I'll be back in a few minutes."

I get Landon laid down, made sure he stayed asleep, and head back into the living room to get some alone time with my wife. I miss her too. When I get in there, she's already sitting on the couch in her favorite comfy robe. I go flop down beside her.

"Let's hope this is a good night. We have good two or three hours before he wakes up. Do you want to catch a movie on Netflix or something?"

She starts giggling and says, "Or something..."

I look at her completely clueless.

She smiles. "Really? You really have no idea what I'm talking about do you?"

I'm still just looking at her.

"Noah, I had my six week check up today." She giggles.

Holy shit! Even though I knew Landon was six weeks old today, her check up completely slipped my mind. We've both been skating by on barely enough sleep. I can't help the huge grin that covers my face. We've messed around a little over the last few weeks. She's given me a couple of fantastic blowjobs, but I couldn't return the favor. She's had a hard time recovering from the Landon's traumatic birth.

Molly is climbing on top of my lap. "Dr. Chaney said everything looks good and that whenever I'm ready to start having sex again, then I can. And Noah, I'm ready, now." She starts grinding into my very hard erection. Hell Yes!

I've been excited and a bit nervous all day. When Dr. Chaney gave me the green light at my appointment, I could hardly wait to tell him. I'm sure he's excited too. I've thought about us, and what I want to do to him most of the day today. I thought about the few times we've messed around these last few weeks. I think my favorite was when I heard him call my name while he was in the shower. I thought he needed something; so when I opened the door and saw Noah stroking himself, imagine my surprise. It was beautiful to watch. I couldn't stop myself from getting in the shower with him and helping him finish what he had started. Noah cumming is the biggest turn on. He had me so wet that only a few touches on my clit brought about my own release. I can't believe he forgot. I mean REALLY forgot! Here I've been thinking like a sex-starved hooker all day and Noah forgot. I climb on top of him and start to open my robe. I decided tonight would be a perfect time for a little naughty. While Noah was putting Landon down, I went to our room and pulled out the corset and garters. I left the panties off. We won't be needing those tonight anyway.

She opens her robe and I can't even speak. She has on the sexiest piece of lingerie I have ever seen in my life. She has on a black corset with matching garters. I don't see panties. Thank God, because I would have ripped them off. I can't help but growl when I see her pussy. I need to touch her. I can't wait to feel her heat. Immediately, I put my hand over her mound. Jesus help me. I can feel the heat coming off of her. I need to make her cum first because there is no way I'm going to last long tonight. She is already so wet. I can't help but dip my fingers in her, then bring them to my mouth to lick. It feels like it has been forever since I have had her taste in my mouth. “Fuck Molly, I’ve missed your taste on my tongue.”

I pull down her corset. Her breasts are still full and luscious. A little milk comes out and I can't help but lap it up. She's panting and moaning. Her sounds are filling my ears. She rises up on her knees and starts to unbutton my pants. She can't get them off fast enough.

"Babe, hurry I can't wait." As soon, as they're down to my hips she grabs my dick and slowly goes down. Feeling her slide down my dick is ecstasy. All I can do is close my eyes. This has to be what heaven feels like. It's perfection. I stop her from moving because I want her to cum too. I push her back a little so I can touch her clit. I know exactly how to touch her to make her cum. She starts moving up and down. Neither one of us can stop what's happening. We're both grunting, breathing hard.

"You feel so good, baby. That's it Molly, ride me faster! God Molly, I need you to cum for me!" Thank fuck I feel her pussy start contracting around my dick. I let go too. I swear I see a bright light as we orgasm together. Every time we're together, I swear it can't get any better. She's lying on my chest, both of us trying to catch our breath. She looks up at me with a content smile and sighs, "Wow. I need to be naughty more often." FUCK YES she does.

I carry her to bed. She still feels so perfect in my arms.

“I love you Molly.”

“I love you too.”

“I have the next few days off work. What do you want to do?”

“We need to make a final decision on a nanny. Two weeks and I go back. I’d like for whoever we get to come a week before so I can really watch how she interacts with Landon.” Shit. I want Molly at home with our son. I trust no one except Molly and my brothers with him.

“Molly, would you consider staying home with him?”

“I can’t I have some student loans I need to take care of. I worked very hard for my nursing degree. It is hard to think about leaving him though.”

“How would you feel about part time? Your student loans aren’t that much. Part-time would cover them. By the end of the year, they should be paid off. If you put everything you make towards them.”

“That’s a perfect idea. Yes.” She rolls on top of me. With no panties on. Just like that, I’m in heaven again.