Page 29 of Lost King

"It was our moment, babe. I didn't want to share it with anyone but you."

Emerson's responds by placing her hand over my heart. "It beats for us," she whispers.

Rolling onto my back, Emerson rests her cheek on my chest. Kissing the top of her head, I hold the center of my universe as she falls back to sleep.

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"You should find something safer to drive other than this Jeep now that you're carryin' our baby," I mention as I drive us to the clubhouse this morning. We need to take care of the whole car vandalization that happened the other day, but first, I'm going to have lunch with my brothers.

We've all been a little busy since my dad has been in the hospital recovering. My mom has been relying on me to help with my sister, so we haven't gotten the chance to sit down and figure any shit out yet. Jake assured me though, he and the guys would handle things because I was needed elsewhere.

The good thing is my old man gets to go home tomorrow. Not to mention I wanted Emerson to be with me when I told my brothers the news. This morning before leaving the house Emerson said she wanted to wait until my dad got home from the hospital to visit and tell them they were going to be grandparents. I can't wait to see the look on their faces when we tell them.

Emerson whips her head in my direction. "What? There is nothing unsafe about my vehicle. I love my Jeep. I'm not getting rid of it."

Waiting for the light to turn green, I glance in her direction to find her arms crossed under her breasts. My eyes fall to her cleavage, and I forget what I was about to say. I become blinded by boobs. Then I start to think about how I'd like to fuck them. I visualize sliding—.

A blaring car horn sideswipes my fantasy bringing me out of my thoughts. My eyes finally rise to meet Emerson's.

"You done?" she raises her eyebrow, but her stare gives away the fact that my eye fucking her has turned her on. "By the way," she clears her throat, "you're drooling, handsome," she grins.

Unfolding her arms, she reaches across the center console and uses the pad of her thumb to wipe some drool from the corner of my mouth. Her leaning in my direction only giving me a much better view. "I'm gonna slide my cock between your luscious tits one day, Sunshine," I confess my dirty thoughts. Another car's horn blows as the driver behind us becomes impatient.

Sitting back in her seat, Emerson laughs. "You're insatiable."

Once we make it to the clubhouse, I park under the tree next to the other womens' vehicles.

"It will be nice to see the girls today, even if it's only for a couple of hours. Did they bring the kids too?" Emerson's smile grows anticipating spending time with her friends.

"Yeah, as far as I know the rugrats are here too, Sunshine." Unbuckling I climb out and meet my woman on the other side, helping her climb out.

"Quinn, I'm pregnant; not broken or made of glass," she fusses as her body slides down mine.

I kiss the tip of her button nose. "Get used to it." Taking her by the hand, I lead her inside.

What Emerson doesn't know is I contacted Lisa yesterday and asked her if she and the other women could whip together an early lunch today because she had to work and I didn't want her to miss out. The other reason is, I want my brothers—my family to know she's having my baby.

As soon as we walk in, the smell of fried chicken engulfs my nostrils. "Oh my god, it smells so good in here," Emerson inhales deeply. Crossing the room, we stop at the bar where everyone is sitting.

Peeling herself from Logan's hold, Bella walks up, and pulls Emerson in for a quick hug. "I'm so glad you could come by today."

"Me too," her stomach growls loudly causing laughter between the two of them. "I'm also starving," Emerson adds.

"Good, cause Lisa made her famous fried chicken today. I craved it almost every day when I was pregnant with Jake. It's so good," Bella brags, then looks up at me, her eyes softening with the mention of my dad. "How's your dad today?" she inquires.

"Doing good. He should get to go home tomorrow."

Bella smiles warmly, "With that good news, why don't we all fix a plate of food and eat outside at the picnic tables. It's such a beautiful day not to enjoy it. The kids are already out there with Raine and Ember."

I'm burstin' at the seams; I can't hold it in any longer. "I'm pregnant!" Shit that came out all wrong. Everyone freezes, and their eyes land on me. "My super swimmers knocked up my woman. I'm gonna be a daddy!" I can't stop grinnin' and place my hand over Emerson's flat stomach. "I finally get to be a dad," I look down at my woman whose biting her bottom lip. The entire room goes silent, but not for long.

"Super swimmers? Really?" Emerson shakes her head.

"Super swimmers, baby batter, dick spit," I shrug my shoulders, "whatever you want to call my seed."

"Damn, brother, you didn't waste any time puttin' a bun in the oven, did ya?" Prez is the first to say as he walks up and places his hand on my shoulder. "Congratulations," he tells us both then hugs Emerson. All my brothers follow suit. "I'm happy for ya, brother. You'll make a great dad," Logan says to me.

Reid makes his way over as well. "Congratulations, brother."