Annie went into labor in the dead of night, just as everyone was fading with exhaustion. Out of nowhere, she clutched Mia’s hand and blurted, “What’s it like when your water breaks?”
Mia just stared, speechless.
Before anyone could react, Conner shot down the hallway, shouting for a doctor.
Henry, who’d been fast asleep, jolted awake. He cried a little, but then woke up fully, all wide-eyed and curious.
By the time they hit the corridor outside the delivery room, Mr. and Mrs. Martin were already there.
Maja got the call and jumped in her car, racing down the mountain to the hospital. She’d rearranged her work schedule just so she could be there for her little sister’s big moment. Of course, Conner’s friends had beaten her to it, crowding the waiting area.
Thinking of all the times she’d missed out before, Maja almost turned her car around. But tonight wasn’t like the others.
When she arrived, the hallway was packed with Conner’s friends and crew.
Henry had never seen anything like it. He peered around with his round, curious face. “Mom, is there going to be a fight?” he whispered, his little voice full of awe.
Mia laughed softly, ruffling his hair. “No, sweetie. Your godmother’s about to have her baby.”
Under the full moon, Annie gave birth—a little girl. Conner, who’d been wishing on every star and praying to every saint, finally got his dream come true.
Asher planted his fists on his hips, grinning. “Well, would you look at that? Now I’ve got both a son and a daughter. Thanks, man. Couldn’t have done it without you.” If it hadn’t been for Conner, he wouldn’t have both.
When the baby was carried out, Maja was the first to hold her.
No one fought her for the chance—everyone seemed to have agreed, silently, that this was Maja’s moment.
She gazed down at her tiny niece, not even fully cleaned up yet but wailing away, and Maja’s smile was pure and genuine.
The hospital room buzzed with life deep into the night.
Andre, clearly pleased with himself, nodded and finally stepped up for a close look at his goddaughter.
Watching Conner get manhandled, everyone burst out laughing—even Maja couldn’t help but smile. Who would’ve thought these guys could be such goofs?
Henry, seeing his godfather in trouble, cheered and clapped his chubby hands. “Godfather, I wanna see too!”
Conner, sprawled out on the couch, didn’t mind at all. He grinned and called out, “Hey, tiger cub, keep it up and your godfather’s gonna toss you too!”
He got up and walked over. “Come here, let your godfather give you a hug.”
Andre piped up, “Don’t spoil him! Let him walk over himself for once.”
Mia shook her head. “Better not. If I put him down, he’ll be everywhere. It’s just easier to keep him in my arms.”

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