“Well, keep doing that, and you’ll be forgiven in no time,” Hailey whispered as she fell back asleep in a post-orgasm haze.
“Easy promise to make, mate. Easy as pie.”
Chapter 45
Hailey
Usually, sitting in my sewing room and making something was my happy place since moving out of my tiny apartment. It was where I felt calmest, but for some reason, the fabric wasnotbehaving, and I was getting increasingly more frustrated.
I’d always made things for fun, but now I was trying to make baby blankets for my little boy. For some reason, everything seemed to be going wrong. The fabric was fraying, the threads were snapping, and for some unknown reason, it felt like the universe was out to get me.
“Hey, cutie, do you want to go on an adventure?” Wilder said as he strode into the room, a giant grin on his face.
Preston was around—he was like a constant supportive shadow—and I didn’t hate it. He had taken on some yard work while I was in my sewing room, so he wasn’t hovering to the point of smothering me. Nolan was at an appointment, and Merrick was at work.
I was never alone. There was always one or two alphas around who could support me, which, given that sometimes I struggled to get out of my chair, wasveryuseful.
“Not particularly.” I sighed, dropping the project into my lap. “I’ve got so much to do, the fabric isn’t behaving, and I’m bloated,” I grumbled.
“I don’t think you’re bloated. I think you’re justverypregnant.” Wilder laughed, gesturing toward my stomach where Baby Boy was resting.
He’d finally decided to stop kicking me in the ribs long enough that I could actually focus on a project.
“Plus, I think this is an adventure you’re going to want to go on.”
“Why?” I asked, putting down the sewing scissors as I tried to manage another fraying edge.
“Because it turns out that dental appointment Nolan went to today ended up being a bit more serious than we thought, so they had to sedate his ass. They just called me to come pick him up because he is absolutely off his rocker?”
All thoughts of sewing paused. “Wait, Nolan is high as a kite?”
Wilder nodded. “I don’t think you’re going to want to miss this.”
“Why are we still talking? Help me up. Let’s go get him,” I said, waving him over so he could help me out of my seat.
I was so far along in my pregnancy that standing up from basically anything was like climbing a damn mountain.
It took me a few minutes to get situated in the car, arranging the seat belt under my bump, but as soon as I was buckled, Wilder was peeling out of the driveway.
“Why did he wait so long for a dental appointment?” I asked. “We both know he’s been in pain.”
He’d been complaining of tooth pain for the last few weeks but hadn't bothered to do anything about it. When he finally agreed to book the appointment, I'd nearly cried in relief because he was starting to irritate me.
I adored him, but I also wanted to throw a book at him sometimes.
Wilder shrugged. “I honestly don’t know. I didn’t think he was scared of the dentist, but maybe he was keeping secrets.”
“Nolan? Scared of the dentist? I don’t think that man is scared of anything—except ferrets. He’s too calm and in control.” I giggled.
“He really does act that way, huh,” Wilder said, throwing one arm around my shoulder while steering with the other. “Either way, I think we’re going to have a hell of a time today.”
“I hope he’s not in too much pain.”
“Judging by what the dentist said, he’s not inanypain—at all. He can’t even feel his face. There’s no need to worry about him.”
The drive to the dentist was only a few minutes. Merrick’s house was perfectly placed near town but still tucked away in a quiet area. As we pulled up outside the office, nothing looked off, but as soon as we opened the front door, we could hear Nolan.
“Hailey! There’s my Hailey!” he shouted excitedly, sitting in the waiting room chairs with a nurse beside him who looked like she’d lost the will to live.
