REID POV
I sit on the edge of the hospital mattress, holding the images of my Sour Patch in my hand, staring at them with a smile as Taryn finishes changing into the clothes Maddie brought to the hospital for her.
“What are you smiling at?” she asks, climbing onto the bed next to me.
“Sour Patch,” I say, holding the strip of ultrasound pictures out to her.
“Really? That’s what you’re going with? Sour Patch?”
“Don’t you think that’s what she looks like?” I ask, peering over the top of the strip as she examines them. “Like a little sour patch kid gummy?”
“I thought she looked like a gummy bear the other day when they first showed her to me,” she says, chuckling.
“Nah, she’s totally a sour patch kid,” I say, shaking my head at her. “See, she already has that little cheeky smirk.” I poi
