Her eyes are glassy. “Of course I will.”
I stare down at the ultrasound scan in my hand, a whirlwind of emotions surging through me. “I can’t believe it…”
The scan barely shows anything, apparently the baby is the size of a pea, just a fuzzy grey blip in the middle of the photo.
“Neither can I. I’m going to an auntie!” she gushes. “Are you gonna tell him?”
“Not yet. I need to wrap my head around it first.”
“Okay, well. Whatever you decide, I’ll be right next to you, okay?”
“Thank you for staying with me through that.”
“Always, babe. Listen, I’m sorry, I really need to get to work, I’m already late as it is and my boss is being a dick lately.”
“Go, I’ll be okay.”
“I’ll see you later, babe.” She reels me in for a hug, kissing my cheek. “Love you!”
“Love you too.”
I glance down at the photo in my hand. Fi sat beside me the whole time I was having the scan, crying the second the image came up on the monitor. Me? I couldn’t even speak. I stared at that monitor not sure whether to jump for joy or cry in fear. Maybe both. How can I be so excited and terrified at the same time?
I’m still in a state of shock. I don’t know what to think or how to feel. Pocketing the scan photo, I push it to the back of my mind and go in search of the guys. Right now, my focus is Killian. I need to know he’s okay.
“…conducted a CT scan to check for any abnormal bleeding or swelling to his brain…”
I round the corner into the waiting area to find a tall male doctor speaking to the guys. They’re all here.
“He’s suffered a mild concussion, three broken ribs and some minor cuts and bruises. We’re going to keep him here for a few more hours to monitor him and after that we can discharge him to rest up at home.”
“Thank fuck,” Myles sighs, wrapping an arm around Allie’s shoulders.
“Thank you, Doctor,” Jett says.
“You’re welcome to go in and see him,” the doctor adds before retreating from the room.
Myles’ eyes flick to me. “What the fuck happened?”
“My car broke down on the side of the road just outside town. I called Killian and he came to give me a ride home. Out of nowhere a van tried to run us off the road. Whoever the driver was, they were persistent, they wanted to hurt us.They clipped Killian’s back tyre and he couldn’t keep control. Both of us were flung off.”
“Fuck…”
“Did you see the driver?” Cruiser asks across from me.
“No, nothing.”
“You’re sure? Did you get anything? The model of the van? A license plate?” Myles presses.
“Funnily enough I was too busy being tossed around like a rag doll to memorise them,” I reply sarcastically. “The van was dark grey and plain. I can’t give you any more than that, I’m sorry.”
Jett come up behind Myles, squeezing his shoulder. “Brother, give her a break. She could’ve easily ended up in the bed next to Kill,” he reminds him.
Myles heaves a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m sorry, Kaia. I just… If someone is after us again, trying to hurt my club… I can’t lose anyone else…”
“Areyoualright, Kaia?” Jett asks.
I nod. “Fine, just a little bruised. I’m gonna go see Killian.”
