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I held onto Lucas' hand for dear life as I reached eight centimeters. The pressure I felt below was insane. I thought my tailbone would snap from it. I could feel my body wanting to push, but I held back as it wasn't time yet. The nurse started to wheel things in and I tried to focus on what she was bringing. She brought in a little warmer, which she went ahead and turned on. There was a scale and a rolled-in instrument tray. I tried not to look at those, worried I'd see some sort of scary looking instrument they’d use on me.

The doctor came in next, and before I knew it, it was time to push. I'd never been so grateful. I was ready to release the pressure I was feeling. My legs were placed in the stirrups as my ass almost hung off the bed. My OB was covered in a blue disposable gown, cap, and booties. This was apparently a very messy ordeal.

"Okay, Olive, it's time to push. On the next contraction I want you to grab the back of your knees and push until I count to 10 as hard as you can," the doctor instructed me. I nodded and did it on the next contraction. Lucas helped by pushing my back up and my legs close, almost like he was folding me in half. It helped more than I thought it would. I felt a strong burning for a second and wondered if I had torn down there.

"There's the head, mama. You're doing great," the doctor called out, giving me more motivation to push harder. The shoulders were next, and then she slid out with the next push. I laid back, utterly exhausted, when I heard her beautiful little cry. She was placed on my chest as Lucas cut her umbilical cord. We both cried as we stared down at the life we created. She was so small and absolutely perfect. Lucas kissed my sweaty forehead without a care.

The overwhelming feeling of pure love had me in tears for a while. Abi was everything to me. My number one priority. Lucas and I will give her the childhood neither of us were able to have. She'll grow up in a home like Ian's. A warm and loving home, and welcoming to all.

Welcome to the world, my Abi Rose.

"She's beautiful, Twinkle Toes," Davis cooed as he peered at her in my arms. He refused to hold her, worried he would somehow hurt her. "She's so tiny. I remember when my daughter was this small. Now she's grown and wants nothing to do with me half the time." He shook his head lightly as he spoke.

"Don't tell me that," I scolded. "I don't want to picture her grown up already. I just had her." Davis chuckled his hearty laugh. "Sorry, kid. I guess I should stop calling you kid, too. Can't call you kid when you have a kid."

"Mhm," I hummed. There was something I have been meaning to ask Davis for months now, but haven't had the nerve. Even though I am still exhausted, I feel like now is the time, or I'll never do it. "Davis, can I ask you something?"

"You already did," he joked, earning him a shove from me. "Alright, what's up? If it's about babysitting, the answer is yes, but only on Sundays, Tuesdays and Fridays. Those are my free days." He smiled widely, surprising me with the offer.

"It wasn't about babysitting, but I'll definitely keep those days in mind." I smirked.

"Okay, what's up then?"

"You know I'm getting married in September," I started.

"Yes, of course. I got the invite, thank you." He was all jokes today, letting me know he was in a great mood.

"Normally, the bride has her father walk her down the aisle." Davis stiffened beside me as I continued. "Obviously, I'm not having my dad at my wedding. Hell, he doesn't even know I'm getting married, or that I had Abi, let alone that I was pregnant."

"Rightfully so, that asshole," Davis interrupted again.

"Yes, that asshole," I agreed, nodding my head. Abi began to fuss in my arms, but Lucas took her so I could focus on my conversation with Davis. Lucas was already so great with Abi, calming her instantly. "I was wondering if maybe, I mean, if you're okay with it. I know you have a daughter of your own but-" I started my sentence about three different times but never once got to the point.

"Spit it out already, twinkle toes. Quit dancing around, this ain't the ring."

"Will you walk me down the aisle?" I quickly blurted, blushing hard. I'd never seen Davis look at me the way he was now. He was taken aback by the question. His eyes clouded for a moment before he rubbed them. I guess he never realized how close I felt to him before.

"I'd be honored, kid." He smiled, a whole-hearted smile I'd never seen before.

"Thank you, Davis."

Chapter 50

Lucas' P.O.V.

**Song Suggestion: “Only You” by Julia Westlin**

I felt incredibly antsy as I waited for my Rose at the end of the aisle. Everything looked spectacular. The flowers in the garden were vibrant and beautiful. The cool September breeze carried in their floral scent. Mom held Abi in her arms, sitting in the front row before me. Abi's strawberry blonde hair was almost hidden behind the large white bow she sported. The white dress almost swallowed her whole, but she looked so adorable.

My Rosebud has stolen my heart completely. She and I have late-night talks as I work and rock her back to sleep. She and her mother are everything to me. They are the sun I revolve around, the lights of my life. I am the luckiest man on the planet. I know this, and now I'm the luckiest man, waiting for his beautiful bride to emerge.

The music began to play, and everyone stood as Rose came into view. My heart stilled and raced all at the same time. My eyes misted as the moment took over me. She looked breathtaking; in fact, she took my breath away. Her hair was tucked into a beautiful low bun with a veil. Her dress was glorious and made just for her. She was a picture of perfection, and she was all mine.My wife.

She clutched onto Davis' arm, trying to ease her steps. She was ready to run to me and it made me smile further, causing a tear to escape my misted eyes. I love this woman so much. I love her more than I ever knew could be possible. She's changed me, my life, my world. I am forever grateful to her.

My heart swelled further with every step she took. I saw her dazzling smile as I stepped forward to take her hand from Davis. When asked who was giving her away, Davis replied he was. Rose stood before me, ready to tie our lives together for eternity in front of our friends and my family. Hailey took the bouquet from Rose with a significant smile. She winked at me, making me smirk. I liked Hailey, and I was glad Rose had her.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Olive and Lucas Porter. Their love is new, but has grown and flourished through the year, as witnessed by their child. Marriage is a venerated institution, and one deserving of deep reverence. Today we observe the union of Lucas and Olive in holy matrimony, a commitment they have chosen to undertake with all the sincerity it warrants." Our officiant started, but my eyes never left my Rose. She held my hands tightly between us as we faced one another.