The Footballer's Designer Baby (A BWWM Pregnancy Romance) by Alexis Gold

carefully, and finally he said, “I’m sorry, we’re going to have to do a C-section. He’s not turning. Neither the mother nor the baby can continue like this and survive it,” he said, looking at Cameron. “Prep for the C,” he told his staff.
     
    Minutes later, they were standing around her and Cameron watched in wonder as the doctor sliced Delilah’s belly open and deftly lifted the baby from her body.
     
    “Do you want to cut the cord, Cameron?” he asked, handing scissors to him. Cameron paused for a moment and he could suddenly hear Aaron’s voice in his head. “Get your head in the game. Get in there and do it now, or you’ll regret it later.”
     
    He took the scissors and reached over and cut the cord. The sound made him cringe, and the blood made him queasy, but the sight of his son being wiped down and handed to him was the most profound experience of his life. He stood there, staring at the baby in his arms as it cried, and tears flowed from his eyes.
     
    The boy was big, even for being born earlier than his due date, and he had ten fingers and ten toes, and a full head of tiny black curls. Cameron showed him to Delilah, and she looked at him with tears in her eyes, and then looked away.
     
    Cameron gave the baby to the nurse and she took him away to be cleaned up and tested, then he leaned over to Delilah, held her hand and whispered to her, “Thank you so much. Thank you for my son.” The doctor sewed her up and she was taken to her room to rest.
     
    Cameron stood at the window of the nursery, watching as the nurses cared for his little boy, and his friends stood by his side, all of them staring in amazement.
     
    Mikey shook his head. “Cam, you’re a dad! A dad! I can’t believe it.”
     
    “More importantly, I’m an uncle!” Josh smiled and elbowed Cameron.
     
    Cameron turned and smiled at his friends, and then they hugged each other, overwhelmed with joy and happiness.
     
    “How come the little guy came so early?”  Aaron asked.
     
    “I don’t know,” Cameron answered honestly, “it might have just happened, or it might have been stress. It was a hell of a day. I got home this afternoon and I knew that Delilah had gotten the cast taken off of her arm.
     
    “She kept talking about how she wanted to go swimming in the ocean at the beach behind my place, and I just knew that with that cast gone this afternoon, she’d be out there. She’s a champion swimmer in her regular life.
     
    “I was watching her from the library window, and she was doing laps. She started going out really far, and it worried me, I thought she was doing too much, you know, going too far, and I went outside to watch her, just to make sure she was okay. 
     
    “Then all of a sudden, she stopped swimming and she looked like she was being pulled under, and she was splashing around; it wasn’t right. I got out to her as fast as I could and brought her back in.” The memory brought tears to his eyes.
     
    “She said her leg had cramped up and she couldn’t swim anymore.”
     
    Aaron shook his head and looked at his friend in wonder. “You saved her life, and you saved your son’s life. Wow. That’s huge, man. That’s huge.”
     
    Cameron continued. “We were talking, and she started having contractions and I got her here as fast as I could. Thanks for calling ahead for us here at the hospital, and for letting the guys know, Aaron. I appreciate it.” Aaron nodded and hugged Cameron.
     
    “She might not have made it through the childbirth, if she hadn’t had a C-section. The baby was turned sideways and the doc said we had to do it this way,” said Cameron.
     
    Jim rocked on his feet and looked up at Cameron.
     
    “Hey Cam, she’s going to take some time healing; this isn’t like the regular deal. It’ll be six weeks before she’s really up and around like she should be. What do you want to do about that? Do you want her back at her apartment with a nurse on call, or do you want