“Alright.” I was so out of my fucking depth here. I didn’t know jack shit about pregnancy. We were going to be busy chasing down The Collective, but in between I was going to need to read up on what to expect in the months to come. I wasn’t going to fail Devyn or my baby. “Hey, uh, later on can you point me to what I need to read about this? I mean I’m not stupid, blood pressure is important. Just why it seems to have rattled you.”
“Of course.” Drifter said. I knew he’d follow through with not just the right reading material, but material in normal non-medical terms that I would understand.
I went back into her room as Drifter and Strike left. Leaving her sleeping, I went to her closet and pulled out some luggage I found there. I started tossing clothes from her dresser and closet into the suitcase. She wasn’t going to be thrilled about this, but the thought of leaving her here alone while she was sick was just not an option. She was coming home with me. Before closing the suitcase, I saw a picture of her and her sisters all together. I grabbed that, too, and dropped it in the case. I brought the now full suitcase down to my vehicle and put it in the back before heading back upstairs to her.
Going over to her, I brushed my hand over the top of her hair. Those gorgeous gray eyes fluttered open and focused on me. “I’m taking you to see Drifter’s doctor.”
“Okay. I’ll- Bolo!”
She latched her arms around my neck as I lifted her out of bed, carrying her bride-style. She wasn’t a tiny woman necessarily, just compared to me she was. She was five-eleven and her body was toned, not overly muscular, but fit. That came from years of working out for her job. She was a deliciousfucking handful. There were enough curves there to keep me more than interested.
“I can walk.” Her tone was dry, though tinged with amusement.
“No need. I got you.”
“I’m not going in my pajamas, Bolo.”
“Seen people wear worse than this out in public.”
She sighed. “Fine but at least let me grab some shoes.”
“Saw some flip flops out front. I’ll grab those.”
Her gray eyes searched my face. “You’re worried.”
I was. Though I needed to lock that shit down. The last thing I needed to do was scare her. “It’ll be fine. Drifter’s doctor will get you fixed up. You just need some sleep.”
She sighed and rested her head on my chest as I carried her out the door. I stopped long enough to grab those flip flops, her purse, and lock the door.
Everything else was going to wait until after I made sure she was actually doing alright. The morning sickness shit was bad enough. Now with a fever and high blood pressure? I wasn’t letting her out of my sight.
CHAPTER 19
Devyn
Iwatched Bolo pace as I sat on the examination table. He’d locked down every emotion on his face when I’d mentioned that he seemed worried. That hadn’t been my intention. He was allowed to be worried. But I was also glad he was here with me. I wasn’t scared yet and maybe that was the wrong answer, but I knew it had to do with the fact that he was here with me. If he wasn’t, it might be a different story. It had to be fairly normal to get sick while you were pregnant. Right? I’d probably just picked up a bug somewhere.
He’d stepped out of the room for about twenty whole seconds while I’d climbed into the gown. It was a good thing he hadn’t given me a chance to even put a bra on before leaving the apartment or he’d have opened the door on me still undressing. I didn’t mind so much. I was just glad I wasn’t alone. Plus, it wasn’t like he hadn’t seen me naked before. And it wasn’t like he wasn’t going to see more moving forward. I didn’t plan to leavehim out of this process if he was interested in being in here with me.
The determined set of his mouth told me he wasn’t going anywhere unless I was with him. I bit back a pleased smile. His overprotective nature might have been annoying to some, but I liked it. He was making me feel…safe. And cherished. And he was making it incredibly clear to me that he wasn’t planning on leaving me. He wanted this to work. And so did I.
I’d never felt like I needed this type of protection or concern from a man—I was a bit stubborn that way—but now that I was pregnant I just…it was nice. I’d always wanted the partnership my parents had. Knew that it would be life changing, but I still had been doing life just fine on my own, too.
Now, if I felt vulnerable to the world, Bolo was here with me. With us. And I couldn’t even describe to the old me how steadying that was. I didn’t want to give it up and this…thing…between us had really just started. What was going to happen five years from now? Ten? How would that morph and grow as our love did? It was exciting to think about. But that was also why this was scary. If I was feeling this now and he was taken away from me? Could I go back to doing life on my own?
Despite the worry of what could happen and everything he’d told me, I really wanted to be with him. That feeling was growing daily and soon would become a need. I still needed to talk to the women his MC brothers were with—their old ladies, as Bolo called them—but I was getting more comfortable with the idea. It was because I was starting to fall for him.
How could I not? He was showering me with attention and sweetness and hell bent on proving to me that he was with me in this process. What woman wouldn’t melt for that? And of course there was the way he made me feel so safe. Then add in how gorgeous he was and that whole bad boy vibe wrapped up in that mostly happy-go-lucky personality and I had no chance.
There was a knock on the door and Bolo stiffened until he saw a woman poke her head in. “Hi, I’m Dr. Williams, but you can call me Natalie.”
“Hey, Doc,” Bolo said, crossing those huge arms over his chest. He’d stopped in the corner, giving the woman plenty of space to come into the room. He seemed to be very aware of his size and that women may not want to have to squeeze past him. Despite standing in the corner, he still managed to take up the entire room, or at least that was how it seemed. I could only imagine what would happen if he actually tried to project himself in a space.
“Hi, I’m Devyn,” I told her with a smile, as she scooted by him and reached over to shake my hand.
She also shook Bolo’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you both.” She looked over at Bolo. “And you’re…Dad?”
“I am.”
