Forty-Five

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LA, USA
December 24th
Milley's POV

"Welcome to the family, River Aiden Hemsworth." I say, then Liam looks at me confused.

"Hemsworth?" He asks.

"Yeah, he's your son."

"But he's yours too."

"That doesn't mean he'll get my last name. I feel like he deserves your last name. Besides, it sounds better." Then he kisses me passionately on the lips.

"I don't think so." He argues.

"I suggest you don't argue with a woman that just gave birth, Liam." Then he laughs.

"Okay. So, he's got your eyes..." He says.

"But your face."

"But your hair."

"I still think he looks more like you. Maybe our next one will look more like me." Then he chokes on air.

"What?"

"What, you don't want another baby? I figured River would need a play mate." I reply.

"Well, yeah I do want another one...how soon are we talking?"

"Three, four years?"

"Sounds good to me. A- as long as we can still have sex in between these four years."

"What? You thought I was gonna postpone sex until I was ready for another baby? Hell no." Then he smiles. "What?"

"Nothing, you're just funny." He says.

"Thanks." Then I sigh.

"What's wrong?"

"He's so cute, Liam." I say, then wipe my tears with my hands.

"Wanna hold him again?" Then I nod with a smile.

"Hey little River. I'm your mommy." Then I get choked up. "And I love you so much. Although you were hell pushing out of my vagina." Then Liam laughs.

"You're such a good mom." He says, then kisses me.

"You're such a good dad." I say back to him. "Little River Aiden...Liam, will you hand me my phone and take River?" Then he nods, grabs my phone, takes River, then hands me my phone.

"Whatcha gonna do?" He asks.

"Text everyone about River."

"It's like, 5 AM, I don't think anyone is up."

"No, but when they get the text they'll come." I say, then I text everyone and tell them what room I was in. "Liam?"

"Yeah?"

"You called it on not making it to the hospital in time." Then he smiles. "And you were right...next time, I'm having an epidural." Then he laughs a small laugh.

"Well, I know my stuff."

"Whatever."

10 AM

The first people to show up were mom, dad, and Noah. They all came in my room with smiles on their faces.

"Who wants to meet the big guy?" I ask.

"Big guy?" Noah asks.

"Can't you see it?" I ask her.

"He's long." My mom says.

"Ten pounds thirteen ounces, and twenty-three inches even." I say, then mom, dad, and Noah all open their mouths in shock.

"Are you sure?" My dad asks, and I nod.

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