“Yeah, welcome to the old lady club,” OD echoed.
“She’s not my old lady yet,” I pointed out to him.
OD shrugged. “Only a matter of time.”
“I meant the ‘having a kid’ club,” Kilo told him.
“Oh fuck off. Welcome to both clubs.”
Ruck just shook his head at them. “Congratulations, Brother,” he said to me.
“Is she feeling okay?” Drifter asked.
I shrugged. “People keep asking me that and I have no fucking clue how to answer. They won’t let her get in to see anyone, yet. Booked out or some shit.”
Drifter nodded. “That’s pretty common. Besides there’s not a lot that can be done if there are problems during the early part of the first trimester. That’s also when most women lose their pregnancies, before twelve weeks. Plus, they can’t see anything on an ultrasound until around six to eight weeks and even then it’s a blob. So, they tend to have them come in a bit later. And if they’re a popular place, they’re usually pretty busy.”
Everyone was listening intently. As though they were absorbing this information for later use. I knew it was because they wanted to be supportive, even though you’d have to rip their tongues out to get them to admit it. My gut had clenched when Drifter had mentioned that Dev could potentially lose our child. This pregnancy may not have been planned, but I wanted the baby. And the woman.
“We got in at ten weeks with Camila,” Kilo offered.
“Rue is only six weeks,” OD told me. “We’ve got a bit to wait before she can get an ultrasound, too. You’d think they’d do them just to ease the parents’ minds, fuck.”
“How’d you guys find out so damn early?” Hype asked.
OD smirked his way. “When you plan for a kid you tend to track that shit. Or Rue did anyway. We stopped using protection—which we talked about first—and then she ovulated, or some shit. We had sex. Done.” He crossed his arms over his chest, looking smug.
“‘Cause having two teenagers dropped into your life wasn’t enough?” Code asked.
OD shrugged. “Teenager stage is pretty fun.”
“Fun?” Merc said, eyebrows shooting up.
“Mostly. I mean they can be shits but…it’s fun too. Figured I’d see what all the other stages were about.” He and I shared a knowing grin.
We were excited about this. I hadn’t planned this with Devyn, but I wasn’t losing my mind. Like Dad had said, I was ready.
“She thinks she’s about nine weeks now,” I told Drifter, getting the conversation back to my girl.
Drifter nodded. “That’s typically when they start seeing them. Eight to ten weeks, but could be as late as twelve.” He looked over at me. “She in good health?”
“Yeah… I think so,” I said, even though I had no idea what that even meant. “I think she’s getting morning sickness.”
“Oh man, that’s a rough phase,” OD said in an empathetic way. “Camila dealt with that early on.”
Kilo looked over at OD with an ‘oh really, tell me more’ sarcastic kind of look.
OD shrugged. “You bitched about it, and about not being able to help enough. I remembered.”
“I wasn’t bitching,” Kilo shot back. “You’re just fucking lucky Rue doesn’t have any symptoms yet.” He snapped his fingers as something popped into his brain. “Be right back.”
He was out the door before anyone could say anything.
“Why do you look worried?” Ruck asked me.
“I don’t know. I have no idea what I’m doing. She’s worried, I can tell, and I don’t know how to reassure her.”
“I have a friend who’s an OBGYN,” Drifter told me. “I could see if she could get your lady in earlier, if you wanted?”
