CHAPTER 3
“Oh my f*****g gods, get it out!” Angelo screamed as he gripped Morgan’s hand tighter.
“You’re doing great, Angel, just breathe,” Morgan encouraged him as he held Angelo up in a sitting position and rubbed his lower back.
“You f*****g breathe! Shouldn’t you be cutting me open by now, Rob? What the hell?” Angelo hissed through clenched teeth.
“Seeing as, like you have already informed me many times in the past hour, that you are in fact not a woman, you won’t be pushing, so I am monitoring you and waiting for some kind of sign, like a pouch or a slit or something to form,” Rob replied.
“You’re… waiting? You’re waiting! I’m gonna kill him,” Angelo screamed as he tried to grab for Rob, but Morgan wrapped his arms around Angelo’s chest and held him tightly. “Stop
holding me bac
