Free Born Into Destiny: A Forsaken Sinners MC Series Novella by Shelly Morgan

shortly. I want to stop by and see how my little girl is doing first though.” With any luck, they’ll be able to take all the machines and wires off of her soon so I can actually hold her. They’ve said that I can now, but I’m too worried that I’ll mess something up, so I’ve settled for just reaching my hand in and rubbing her back or holding her little hand. It makes me happy and sad at the same time every time I take her hand—her fingers barely reach all the way around my pinky finger.
    The nurse smiles at me. “She’s doing so well I hear. She’s a fighter, just like her mama.” At that, I can only nod, afraid if I say anything my emotions will get the best of me.
    After the nurse leaves, I stand up and run my finger down the side of Dani’s face. “You need to wake up, Baby Girl. Our son and daughter can’t wait to meet their mama.” I lean down and kiss her softly on the lips, wishing with all my might that I feel even the slightest twitch of her lips, but there’s nothing. Pulling away, I kiss her forehead. “I love you. I’ll be back soon.”
    On my way out the door, I’m surprised to see Mack. My brothers and Jaxon have all stopped by a few times to check in on Dani and sit with her sometimes while I go see the babies, and Mack has gone with me a few times to visit my son, but they won’t allow him in the NICU.
    “Hey. I was just getting ready to head upstairs,” I say, not sure if he’s here just for a visit or club business.
    “Tell them Papa loves them. I’ll sit with our girl ’til you get back.” He’s already taken to calling himself Papa, but it suits him.
    I clasp him on the back on my way by, grateful that he’s here. I hate leaving Dani alone, afraid she’ll wake up and no one will be there, but sometimes there’s nothing I can do.
    I take the elevator up to the sixth floor where the NICU is. After the nurses buzz me in, I walk right over to where I know my daughter will be. “Hello, beautiful, how’s Daddy’s girl today?” I whisper to her before leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. She’s asleep, so I don’t want to touch her too much and wake her up. She needs all the rest she can get so she can build up her strength.
    One of the nurses comes over and checks her vitals. “She’s doing very well. If she keeps this up, I would say in a few days she’ll be in the nursery with her brother.” I nod and smile, having no words to express how happy that makes me. If only her mother would wake up now, then life would be perfect.
    “Have you given her a name yet?” the nurse asks once she writes whatever information she just got onto the clipboard.
    “No. I’m waiting for her mama to wake up so we can decide together.” It seems I get asked this question by every person who works here, like it’s unusual for a baby not to be named right away or like I’m insane for waiting for Dani to wake up. But how could they even think I’d name the babies without her? When she was pregnant, we never discussed names. We knew that as soon as we saw our baby, now babies, we’d know what to name them. So I don’t even have the smallest clue what Dani would like or not.
    “I understand completely.”
    Not really caring what she understands or not, I don’t reply back.
    After spending a few more minutes with my daughter, I decide to head down to sit with my son. Maybe I’ll get to feed him again today. Yesterday the nurse was just getting ready to feed him when I walked in. Let’s just say it was a challenge, but something that made me feel so much closer to him. I can now see why mothers love breastfeeding and how they say it helps them bond. But I’d give up my bonding time during feeding in a heartbeat for Dani to wake up and take the reins on that job.
    When I get to the nursery where my son is, the nurse is just finishing up changing his diaper. Good, that’s one thing I’m not ready for.
    “Oh, hello there. Here to see our little guy, I take it.”