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Yvonne's POV

“You’re not alone,” Cynthia said, reaching across the table and putting a hand over mine.

I smiled at her. “Thank you. I really appreciate that. I wish I was one of those strong women who could go through this without any help, but I don’t think I am.”

She laughed. “You most definitely are, but that doesn’t matter, because I am right here with you. You are not going to be alone. I will be your baby daddy,” she said with a wink.

I giggled at the absurdity of it. “Great. Does that mean you’re going to be there during the birth?”

“Damn straight I am. I’m going to be the first person that little nugget sees, beyond the doctor that is.”

“Thank you. Seriously, thank you so much. You’ve already done so much for me and have made this whole thing a lot easier.”

She nodded and stuffed a big bite of lasagna into her face. I gobbled up my own lasagna, hoping like hell it all stayed down. I did not want to see that again. It wasn’t pretty going in and I didn’t want to see it coming ou