Ann Mayburn - Sam and Cody by Ann Mayburn

Author:Ann Mayburn
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Honey Mountain Publishing
Published: 2016-01-31T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 2

The maternity ward waiting room at the hospital, with its mellow, sage-green walls and comfortable overstuffed couches and chairs, was nicer than any other waiting room Sam had ever been in. But no amount of soothing pictures or soft lighting could calm him down right now. Two hours ago, they’d received the phone call from the woman from the adoption agency. Nancy had given birth. They’d been surprised because previously, Nancy had said she would call them as soon as she got to the hospital, and now with every passing minute, his nerves wound tighter.

Cody paced the small space, which was empty, thankfully, except for them. Then again, the days of men standing around in the waiting room while their wives had their babies were long gone. Plus, it was just after 3:00 a.m.

“When are they going to let us back there?” he asked for the tenth time in less than five minutes.

Trying to keep his patience and hide his own growing unease, Sam softened his voice. “Whenever Nancy is ready. I’m sure she wants to get cleaned up before she sees us and we agreed to give her some time alone with Gary to say good-bye.”

“And they have to do their initial exam on him and all that good stuff.” He ran his hand through his hair. “What if something happened during the delivery? What if the baby is hurt? What if Nancy is hurt? What if her evil bitch mother snatched the baby like some wicked witch out of a fairy tale and ran off with him?”

“Troll.”

“What?”

“She reminds me more of a troll than a witch.” He slumped onto the couch next to him and Sam threw an arm over his shoulders. “I know patience isn’t your strong suit, but everything will be okay. It really will. Instead of thinking negative thoughts, think positive and be positive.”

Cody gave him a narrow-eyed look, but a tiny amount of the tension left his

jaw. “Is that some of that Zen bullshit you learned in your yoga class?”

Actually, it was, but he wasn’t going to tell his smart-ass husband that. “No, I read it on the back of a box of tea. Besides, you like the flexibility yoga gives me.”

“Sounded more like fortune-cookie advice to me.” He stood again and resumed pacing. “Shouldn’t someone have come to talk with us by now? You think the nurse at the front desk told them we were here?”

Sam held up his wrist, showing his visitor band. “They know we’re here, and they’ll come get us when they’re ready.”

He stole a glance at their brand-new stroller with the baby car seat all ready to go by the front door. Two blankets knitted by their mothers were ready to protect their son from the slight evening chill and the diaper bag was stocked with enough supplies for a week. At home, Juanita was airing out the baby’s room. He’d suggested she go back to bed instead of cleaning a perfectly clean room but the death glare she’d given him had him shutting his mouth so quick he’d almost amputated the tip of his tongue.

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