CHAPTER 78

I felt my legs being stretched apart. 'Eight centimetres. Almost there," he said. 'Nine centimetres. Get ready," he said, twenty minutes later. The pain was unbearable. ‘How can some women have five and six kids?' I asked myself. 'Okay Jasmine, you're there. When I tell you to push, I want you to give me a really big push to crown the baby, okay?" he asked and looked underneath the sheets. 'Okay Jasmine push!" I summoned up my strength and gave a mighty first push. Evan looked on quietly while removing the sweat away from my forehead with a towel. 'UUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHH!" 'Okay. That was good. Now push again!" 'ARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHH!" I panted. I began feeling like my energy was being sucked away from my body and I couldn't push anymore. 'Jasmine. One more. Dig deep!" 'You could do it," Evan coached. 'ARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I dug deep down for it and it was after that push, I heard the sound of my baby boy, crying. The doctor wrapped him in a blanket. 'Would you like to cut the umbilical cord, Mr Hollen?" he asked Evan. 'Sure. Of course. Yes!" Evan became excited as he went over to the baby while I tried to regain some strength. 'Have you officially decided on a name?" Dr. Hughman asked. 'Yes we have," Evan answered. 'Jevan," I said and smiled as Evan brought him over to me. Jevan was the tiniest, most handsome little human being. His eyes remained closed so I was yet to see the colour of them. His little hand wrapped around my fingers and he made the cutest cooing noises. April 13th. He came into the world. Tears of happiness welled into my eyes as I looked at him in my arms. 'Hi baby, it's mommy. We've officially met," I said as the tears fell down my cheeks. Evan looked on and his eyes seemed to shine at us. 'Hey little guy. It's daddy," Evan said, leaning over and touched his small hand. Jevan's eyes immediately flew opened when he heard Evan's voice and it when I saw his luminous grey ones. Evan's POV He had my grey eyes, my hair texture and colour and my complexion when I was newly born. Mom took countless pictures of when Emily and I were babies and Jevan resembled me. I had no doubt in my mind, he was absolutely my son. Jasmine had been discharged the following day after she had given birth. I took her and the baby back home. I knew I said that when the baby came, Jasmine would have to find somewhere to stay, but Jevan was too young to be outdoors so soon and the police detectives still hadn't found out who attacked Jasmine during the early stage of the pregnancy. All of that just made me unsettled to have Jevan out there. I had already brought everything a baby needs. From cribs and countless pieces of clothes to newborn baby formulas. She had everything she needed for Jevan and she wasn't to worry about a thing. I watched him as he slept so peacefully in the crib. Mom, Dad, EJ Emily, Susan and Zenia met us at the hospital when everything had been settled down and Jasmine regained her strength. They all couldn't wait to see our boy. He was only two days old and already such a delight. As I watched him slept, I imagined all the things in store for him. I would spoil him rottenly and I knew mom and dad would do the same. Their first grandchild and the heir to the Hollen's throne. Jevan Hollen. *Two Months Later* 'Baby, are you ready to set the official date so I can start sending out wedding invitations?" Aria asked as we cuddle up together in the pool. 'Sure. How does the end of July sounds?" I answered. 'Excited," she answered and planted a kiss on my lips before getting out. 'Where are you going?" I called. 'To tell my family and my friends!" she called back and wrapped a bath towel around her slim figure and made a beeline to inside the house. I floated around, thinking about the wedding day and if I was making the right decision. Of course I am. I got out when my skin became wrinkled. Jasmine was sitting inside with Jevan in her arms as she breastfed him. 'You know, I never told you congratulations," she said as she saw me looking on. She was a great mom. 'Thanks," I answered coldly and dried my hair while I went upstairs. Aria was making and answering phone calls like if she was working in a telephone company. 'Baby, something had been on my mind," she said once she had finished with the phones and turned them off. It was late afternoon and we were now laying in bed. 'What's that?" I asked. 'You never did get a DNA test done on Jevan and yourself," she answered and looked over to me. 'Aria, are you serious?" I groaned. 'Yes I am. You can't tell if you're the father just by looking at him, Evan. Of course he has the grey eyes and complexion but are you the only man in the world with such qualities?" 'Aria, I really don't want to do this with you again. I really don't." 'And why not? Are you scared you just might get the shock of your life? Jasmine shouldn't be scared to have you issue one if she has nothing to hide. And you shouldn't be afraid if you're really confident that he is your son. Are you afraid?"