Chapter Nineteen
Harlow gave birth toa beautiful baby girl on Christmas Eve, with the whole Hell’s Bastards MC present, waiting to hear the news.
Big Dick was there with Larissa, and he got to go and see his sister in the hospital room.Harlow looked like shit.Her hair was damp with sweat, and her face was red, but she had this beautiful smile as she held her daughter.
“Meet little Rosa,” Harlow said.
“Just so you know, the parents are on the way,” Big Dick said.“Do you want me to stall them?”
“No, no, it’s all good.Do you want to hold your niece?”Harlow asked.
“My niece?Fuck me, that is real.”
Larissa chuckled.He was going to have two babies.
“Yeah, I want to hold her,” he said.
Harlow placed little Rosa in his arms, and Big Dick looked down on his niece, and he knew he would always protect her.
“Wow, you guys did good,” Big Dick said.
“Ah, thanks, man,” Hunter said.
Big Dick glared at Hunter, but he wasn’t going to cause any trouble.This was a great moment.He looked toward Larissa as he held his niece.“Do you want to see?”
She came toward him, and she looked down and gasped.“Look at her beautiful face.”
“Yeah, dude, you’re going to need to load up on shotguns and shit.This girl is going to be a looker.She has the Erickson gene, and Harlow for a mom, trust me, she is going to be a mouthy one.”
“Shut up,” Harlow said.
“And you’re going to be special, spoiled, and have everything your heart desires.The club is going to adore you,” Big Dick said.
“Do you want to hold her?”Harlow asked, looking toward Larissa.
“Can I?”
“Of course.I don’t think there will be a lot of time to hold her.There are a lot of guys who claim to not want kids, but then seem to want to always hold them.”
Big Dick placed little baby Rosa in Larissa’s arms, and he watched how careful she was with the little girl.She looked so natural.So beautiful.He just knew she was going to be an amazing mother.
They had already hogged up all of Harlow and Hunter’s time.Reluctantly, Big Dick gave his niece back, with threats that he might just have to steal her away.
Making their way out, he said goodbye to the guys, and hello to his parents, but made his and Larissa’s excuses so he could take her home.He brought them to the hospital in the car.At the moment, it just wasn’t possible for Larissa to ride on the back of his bike.
The ride back home didn’t take long, but throughout it all, Larissa was talking about Rosa—her little feet, her little hands, and her cute little face.He couldn’t have agreed more.
Entering their home, he locked the door, and it was already Christmas morning.
“Merry Christmas, Larissa,” he said, and seeing as they were standing under the mistletoe, he tried his luck with a sneaky kiss.It was just a quick one, on the lips, and Larissa looked up at him in shock.
“Are you surprised it’s Christmas?”he asked.
“No.”
She looked at him and he stared at her.
“You looked amazing with that baby,” he said.
