11-01-2015, 03:26 AM
"I got you," Sid said, pressing against the small of Bailey's back firmly. He could see the very top of Harper's head as Bailey pushed. She slid back a little each time he stopped. Sid knew that was normal, knew that was going to happen.
"She's moving down each time you push. You're doing this, babe. She's coming."
"She's moving down each time you push. You're doing this, babe. She's coming."