*Joes Pov*
I stand frozen Thelma looks at me, joe, she is in labour; uh yeah, I heard you, but I thought we had 2-3 weeks, so we are not ready. I go to Robyn, and little one, are you ok? she pulls me into the bath with her. Do I look, ok, baby? I look at her grey eyes looking blue. I smile; yes, baby, you look perfect, and I kiss her head and adjust myself behind her Thelma laughs, well, this looks like where the baby will be born since Robyn looks like she is in no hurry to move. I smile and nod. I send a mind link to Adrian. Uh, could you set the baby’s room up and bring a bassinet into our room? Oh, and get the staff to make food! Sure, how long do we have for the baby’s room? I look at Robyn, who has my hand in a death grip and shoots back to him before morning; he replies, oh, is ev
