"You two got pregnant around the same time. Since you're about to give birth, I bet Tracy will be next. George, go get a room ready for your mom. You can both have your babies together tomorrow. It'll be good luck for my daughter-in-law!"
I clenched my jaw, flashing back to the horror of my past life - them stealing my baby while I was drugged and helpless, then shoving the rotting corpse of the infant they'd substituted into my arms.
I'd be damned if I'd let them pull that stunt again.
This time, I wanted them to weep over a real dead body.
I snuggled into George's embrace and interrupted with a smile.
"Tracy's carrying a dragon prince. There's no way their due dates would line up with a normal person's. I bet we'll need to wait a bit longer."
"A dragon prince?" George looked puzzled.
I squeezed his hand, silently telling him to play along.
"Really?" Wade asked uncertainly.
"Of course! Tracy hasn't even broken her water yet. If our little prince wants out, he'll come out when he's good and ready. No need to rush things," I assured him.
"Besides, with all the craziness at the hospital, don't you worry someone might try to snatch your baby?"
After placating Wade, I explained the "dragon prince" thing to George.
He was stunned, then blurted, "They're not just uneducated, they're downright stupid!"
Hearing George's unfiltered assessment made me chuckle.
To prevent a repeat of the past, I kept impressing upon him, "You can't leave the baby alone, not even for a second. You have to stay with him at all times."
Seeing my anxiety, he squeezed my hand.
"I know, I know. Don't worry, I swear I won't take my eyes off him until you wake up."
