“How in the fuck did I not notice that you have a baby bump?” I murmur, and Blaze quickly interjects, “Uh, Cage, you uh, you’re not supposed to say those kinds of things to a pregnant woman, you’re basically calling her fat,” and my eyes widen as I lock them with my girl’s narrowed ones.
Shit.
“You like my cock,” I instantly state, and Blaze laughs as she shoves me away before introducing herself to him.
“Hi, I’m Drew, can I have an alibi for when I bury your brother?” she says, holding her hand out, and I chuckle as he pulls her in for a hug and whispers, “Thank you for saving him,” and I swear to fuck my eyes tear up as Drew holds Blaze tightly and murmurs, “Any time.”
As she pulls back, she tries, “So, about the alibi?” and Blaze chuckles but nods, “You’ve got it,” and I joke, “So much for having my back,” and he grins.
“Have you met your girl? She’s fucking awesome,” he says, and I lock eyes with Drew, smiling softly at the glow I didn’t realize she had.
“Yeah, she is,” I agree, and her cheeks heat, making me grin as I hold my arm out and she walks into my side without hesitation. I walk her inside the diner, where she and Blaze hit it off, all while my mind spins.
How can I take her back to the club and put her and our child in danger?
I haven’t seen any Chargers in weeks, but it doesn’t mean they aren’t around. Maybe I need to have a conversation in church and discuss Trick taking my place because my family, I won’t put them at risk, not for leather and not for my brothers.
Chapter 20
Drew – A Week Later
I heave as I hang my head over the toilet bowl, bile coming out, making me gag and heave some more at the taste. I cough and my stomach tightens uncomfortably.
For the past week, my morning sickness has gotten worse, and I swear, I’m going to kill Bellamy. This is his freaking fault. Okay, I know it takes two and all, but I was protected, I was on the pill, and he should have worn a stupid condom.
I heave and gag again as more bile comes out before I take a few deep breaths, wishing he were here and not at work, avoiding me. Maybe then I wouldn’t be wanting to skin him alive right now.
I don’t feel like we got everything out. If anything, I feel like we still have a lot to talk about.
He used his friend to avoid having a conversation about his fears. Now the ass is ensuring he isn’t around long in the mornings and in the evenings, I’m already asleep when he gets in.
I swear when I see him…
I take a few deep breaths before I slowly move away from the toilet, judging for a moment, and when I don’t feel like I want to vomit or heave again, I slowly stand. I grab my toothbrush before scrubbing my teeth to get the taste out, while my irritation towards my love is building...
For a whole week, he has barely touched me. Don’t get me wrong, he holds me at night, he kisses me to the point I’m writhing beneath him when I’ve woken up when he gets in bed, but has he screwed me?
No, no, he has not!
I sigh as I put my toothbrush back and walk out of the bathroom, I grab my hair brush as I take a seat at my vanity and put my hair into a neat bun as a plan comes together.
I’ll teach my kids, then I’m going to find my boyfriend and tell him to screw me. If he declines, well, then, I’ll just have to tie him to the bed because these pregnancy hormones are sending me wild.
I want him, and if he can do me at least four times tonight, I’ll be happy and might forgive him for pulling away.
With a nod, I quickly grab my keys and head to the door, ready for the day ahead. Before I walk out, I notice a piece of paper on the side table near the door and I skim it.
Little Bird,
Have church, didn’t want to wake you, but I’ll pick you up after four, and we’ll go to Dante’s, just you and me.
I love you.
Bell x
“Yeah, for take away,” I mutter, slipping the note into my purse with the other seven, his mistake last week flashing in my mind, when I panicked, thinking he’d relapsed.
I head out and down the stairs. I had never been so scared in my life to see him gone that morning, and it didn’t help that he barely said anything the night before after I told him about the pregnancy.
