"The baby's coming."

Scarlett's hand locked around Jeremy's, her jaw clenched tight as she forced the words out.

Jeremy had never been through a birth before. He looked down, following the line of her body, and saw the slow spread of moisture soaking through her nightgown. Her water had broken.

His grip on her hand tightened. His throat moved. "Don't be scared. I'm taking you to the hospital."

It was the middle of the night, and Eastvale ...