Never Enough (Meet Me in Montana 1)

“Let’s hope he doesn’t run into any pretty nurses on that adventure.”

The door to Lincoln’s room opened, and Dr. Cannon walked in. “Well, hello there. Let’s go ahead and see how you’re doing.” She examined Lincoln and then turned to the nurse. “She’s fully dilated. Let’s do this.”

“What?” Lincoln and I said at the same time.

“You’re ready to push, Lincoln.”

“But . . . but I just got here!”

The doctor laughed. “Good thing too! It’s baby time.”

I smiled as I looked at Lincoln. It appeared everything in our relationship was going to move at top speed.

An hour and a half later, I walked into the waiting room to find it filled with people. My parents jumped up first. Then everyone else followed.

I smiled and looked around the room.

“Well? Are you going to just make us all suffer?” Kaylee asked.

I motioned for Blayze to come over to me. Bending down, I whispered into his ear, “You’ve got a baby sister.”

He wrapped his arms around my neck and squeezed. “I’m so happy! I pwomise to take care of her, Daddy!”

My eyes filled with tears as I picked him up and stood. I looked at my parents and said, “Morgan Elizabeth Shaw has arrived.”

The waiting room erupted.

“A girl!” was heard coming from everywhere.

I couldn’t help but notice how Ty and Kaylee exchanged a hug—and then backed away when they realized what their excitement had led them to do. They quickly retreated to standard behavior.

“I told you it was a girl,” Kaylee said with a smirk.

Ty simply rolled his eyes.

“Let me have Blayze meet his sister, and then everyone else can.”

My mother walked up and kissed my cheek. “Well done, sweetheart.”

“Thanks, Mama. But it was all Lincoln.”

She winked, and I turned and brought Blayze back to Lincoln’s room. When I opened the door, Lincoln was feeding Morgan.

“Blayze, meet your little sister, Morgan,” Lincoln said softly.

I set him on the bed, and he got on his knees to get a better look.

“Wow! She’s pwetty. Just like you, Mommy.”

Lincoln smiled. “Thank you, sweet boy. I see your daddy’s charming ways are rubbing off on you.”

I winked, and Blayze continued to stare at his sister.

“Where’s her hair?”

Lincoln rubbed the dark-colored patch of hair on our daughter’s head. “That’s her baby fuzz. She’ll grow some soon.”

Blayze nodded. “Okay. ’Cause I want to put her hair in pigtails, like Lindsey in my class wears.”

Lincoln’s eyes darted up to mine. “Who’s Lindsey?” she asked while staring at me. A smirk on her face.

With a shrug, Blayze nonchalantly said, “My girlfriend.”

I scrubbed my hands down my face and groaned while Lincoln let out a giggle.

“It’s not supposed to happen this soon,” I mumbled under my breath as Lincoln shook her head.

“Do you want to hold your sister?” Lincoln asked.

I thought Blayze was going to fly through the roof. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

“Daddy will get you all fixed up over there on the couch. Go sit down. You have to be very still when you hold her. Remember what we told you?”

Blayze climbed up on the couch and sat all the way back while I put a pillow under his arm. I smiled as he said, “Yes. She’s very delicate, and she doesn’t know how to hold her head up. So I have to be a stwong big brother and pwotect her. I’m always going to pwotect her.”

I walked over and took Morgan from Lincoln.

“I know you will. You’re already such a good big brother,” Lincoln said, wiping her tears away.

I sat down next to Blayze and placed Morgan in his arms. He stared at her for the longest time and then began singing one of his favorite songs, which he had been having us play every time we got in the truck for the last two months—Dan + Shay’s “When I Pray for You.”

My heart nearly exploded in my chest as I turned to look at Lincoln, who had her hand covering her mouth as she cried.

I wiped my own tears away and looked into my beautiful wife’s eyes. “Thank you,” I said softly.

She sucked in a breath and shook her head as she attempted to find her words.

I stood and walked over to her, gently kissing her on the lips.

“This is the most amazing moment of my life,” she whispered against my lips.

With a smile, I said, “Oh, baby . . . this is just the beginning.”