Chapter 146

Out in the hallway, I turned right, trying to sort out everything I needed to say to Mase before I even brought up the baby. There was so much, but all I really wanted was for him to hold me. I'd missed his warmth and his musky scent, how we used to spend our nights talking about random, unimportant things when we weren't making babies. I realized we didn't have time for any of that now, that I needed to be semi-quick and to the point, but I'd missed him. I'd missed the man who'd stolen my heart and had helped to teach me self-acceptance.

It didn't take long to find him. From the hallway to my left, voices carried from the infirmary, and not the happy kind. Mase and Poh from the sound of it.