"Brian Craig, welcome to my world," Vaughn whispered in awe when the nurse handed him the baby. He looked over at Nigel whose expression was just as awestruck as he handed Marcia Anne to Page.
"They're beautiful," Page said so softly both men had to strain to hear her. Vaughn took Brian over, placing him in the crook of Page's other arm. Then he sat beside them while the nurse explained to her how to start their first feeding. To him it seemed complicated but Page appeared to understand immediately, adjusting the twins so that both could feed the way each of them needed to.
Again, Vaughn looked over at Nigel, smiling at the wide grin on his lover's face. "Pretty spectacular, isn't it?"
"Oh yeah. But poor Page." Nigel pushed a loose strand of dark hair back from her face. She looked exhausted, which was no surprise considering the labor and delivery took almost eight hours, but her eyes gleamed with satisfaction.
When the nurse deemed that the twins were finished, explaining to Page how she would know, she took them from her, saying that they would be in the nursery. "Page needs to sleep while she can. When you take her home," she continued, giving the men a stern look, "you are to make certain she rests as much as possible. Which," she added, her eyes twinkling, "should be no problem with the two of you there to do all the housework for her."
Nigel gave a mock groan of horror, earning him the requisite, if weak, smack from Page.
"I'll be back with them in a couple of hours," the nurse said as she left the room.
"How are you doing?" Vaughn asked, leaning over to kiss Page's forehead.
"I feel like I've been run over by a Mack truck, but other than that I'm okay." She gave him a worried look. "They are all right, aren't they? I mean, well, you're not trying to keep anything from me."
"Page, they're perfect. Ten fingers, ten toes, all the other requisite parts, and the doctor pronounced them just fine."
"You done good, Page," Nigel added to reinforce Vaughn's words.
"We done good," Page replied, taking both their hands. Then she yawned.
"Go to sleep," Nigel said, getting up but not before he also kissed her forehead. "We'll be right outside."
Vaughn chuckled at her small look of surprise. "You bet we will, at least till the next feeding is over. Then we're going to take turns being here. After all," he patted her hand, "we want to bond with our kids too, right from the get-go."
"Yeah, yeah," she murmured sleepily as her eyes closed.
"Now what?" Nigel asked quietly once they were in the hall.
"Now we start getting ready to move. We've pressed our luck in staying here for as long as we have."