Page 93 of Run to Me
“Hey,” I mutter as I answer the call.
“You need to meet us at the hospital,” Izzy pants and my pulse skyrockets as the words register in my brain.
Hospital.
“Why? What’s wrong? Which hospital?” I ask as I jump to my feet run towards the elevator, Luca and Marco hot on my heels.
“Presbyterian. Your wife’s water broke. You’re gonna be a daddy, little bro.”
Oh shit, don’t fucking pass out.
“Put Robyn on,” I bark as I step into the elevator. I watch the numbers on the elevator slowly decline and I hear Marco murmuring into his phone beside me.
I hear a rustle over the line before my wife’s sweet voice filters through and settles the panic inside me.
“Enzo?” Her voice breaks and I inwardly curse myself for allowing her and Izzy to talk me into leaving tonight.
“Angel,” I rasp. “You okay?”
I hear her inhale sharply before letting out a stuttering breath. “I’m okay. I’m having contractions but they’re not that bad, I’m just scared and really freaking need you right now. Izzy has one of the guards driving us to the hospital, are you on your way?”
“Yeah, angel, I’m on my way. I’ll be there not long after you, okay?”
“Okay,” she whispers and my heart cracks. One thing I didn’t take into consideration at the beginning of this pregnancy was the prospect of having to watch my girl be in pain. I’m barely holding on now, how the fuck am I gonna be when she’s pushing?
Jesus Christ I’m gonna end up losing my shit.
“Love you,uccellina,” I say as I make my way through the lobby with my brothers at my side, and I watch as Marco nods towards a waiting car. He must have called ahead and had someone waiting for us.
“I love you too,” she says before hanging up and I rush towards the car.
“She okay?” Luca asks once we’re all seated inside the car and one of our men puts his foot down on the gas, clearly aware that we’re in a rush and he’s not to fuck around.
I nod my head wordlessly as I watch the city pass by us. I clasp and unclasp my hands as my leg bounces up and down. I need to get to her, I need to see her with my own eyes, I need to fucking hold her and help her get through this.
I just need her.
We pull up outside the hospital and I don’t even let the car come to a stop before I’m jumping out and rushing into the building where I find Izzy pacing the waiting room.
“Where the fuck is she?” I bark.
“I’ll show you. I stepped out while they were examining her,” she says, and I follow her down the hall and to a room. Izzy stays outside while I enter the room, to find a goddamn middle-aged man’s head between my wife’s legs.
“What thefuckis happening?” I shout and pull the gun from my waistband, aiming it towards the doc, though it’s not like I’ll shoot him right now. He’s far too close to Robyn for me to pull the trigger, and that’d be a sure-fire way to end myself behind bars for the rest of my life.
“Enzo! Put the freaking gun away.” That angelic voice wraps around me, and I focus my attention on my girl.
Yeah, this probably ain’t what she needs right now.
“Sorry angel,” I mutter and throw her an apologetic look before turning back towards the doctor. “Get us a female doctor,” I order, and he cowers under my stare before fleeing from the room.
I’m not worried about him, I know my family are right outside the room and will have everything squared away, and they certainly won’t be surprised by my outburst.
Once alone, I turn to my wife and run my thumb across her cheek before leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead.
“How’re you feeling,uccellina?”
“Better now you’re here,” she murmurs.