Chapter 24

 

You never know in life how things might turn out. Those guys were nobodies, but they could have just as easily been someone. It makes you think a lot about your life and the way you’re living it. I could have been killed by the idiots, had they had a little more common sense than they actually did. I thank God, it didn’t end that way. Nessa would have been left alone, which isn’t something I want to think about. My heart hurts when I think of her raising two kids on her own. I know the club would have her back, but that means nothing in the long run. She needs me, as much as I need her, and I know it. Pulling into the parking lot, I kill the engine and climb off my bike. Setting my helmet on the seat, Trick hollers at me.

“Hey, Ghost. I’m glad you’re ok, man.” Nodding my head once, I think that has to be the first normal thing the man has ever said.

“Always, brother. They can’t stop us.” Smiling at him, he nods before walking away.

“You good? Nessa’s gonna shit herself when she sees your face.”  Dragon says with a grin. She might.

“I’m good. Couldn’t believe that shit. Three of them wantin’ to take down a whole club. That’s some serious crazy right there.” Dragon chuckles, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket.

“That’s the truth. Wonder where they came from?” Shrugging, we didn’t get that far into a conversation to find out.

“Didn’t have such a good plan of attack,” I say, as Dragon passes me the cigarette, which I take, bringing it to my lips. Inhaling that nicotine seems to help calm the nerves that are bundled up inside of me, slightly.

“Sure as fuck, didn’t! Glad you’re ok though, brother. Look like shit, but that’s nothin’ new.” Dragon says, as he grins at me before turning to walk away.

“Thanks for that vote of confidence.” Calling out to him, he waves over his shoulder.

Asshole!

I finish smoking my cigarette, as I walk toward the door, I see Jordan crawling across the lobby. I snuff the cigarette out as I watch him through the window. It never ceases to amaze me that he’s mine. That I created him.

It’s a magical thing.

Nessa reaches down, scooping him into her arms with a smile on her face. That smile, it’s perfect. She must sense someone’s watching her. She turns her head to the side, catching my gaze with hers. An even bigger smile crossing that beautiful face of hers. My feet decide they can move now. Walking toward the door, she comes out quickly.

“You’re back,” She says with a grin.  Her smile quickly fades when she takes in my face. I shake my head, not wanting to ruin the moment.

“Don’t say anything. I’m here.” Her smile comes back brighter than ever. She steps into my waiting arms. I pull the two most important people into my chest, savoring this moment in time with them. It replays over and over in my head, that I may not have made it home this time.  In our world, we always know that in the back of our minds but until we have a reason to come home, it doesn’t register. I press my lips into her neck, feeling her body shudder against me.

“You’re so beautiful.” Her free hand tightens around my neck. Shit, I never want to let this go.

“I’m glad you’re back.” Her whispers send jolts straight to my heart. I never knew having a woman waiting like this would make me so fucking happy. Not even when I was with Melanie, did I feel like this.

“You keep talkin’ like that, I will have to fuck you right here.” The way her whispers tickle my skin, I can’t control the throbbing in my pants.

“Our son is right here!” She lightly slaps the back of my neck, making me laugh. Pulling back, I throw my arm around her shoulders.

Leading her inside, I see all the guys waiting. I know they were worried, hell, this isn’t the first time one of us has gotten fucked over.

“The Ghost is in one piece!” Roc laughs walking toward me.

“Always, brother. Gonna take more than those three to keep me down.” I release Nessa when Roc pulls me into a hug.

“Heard that! Glad you’re safe, man.” Slapping my hand on his back, he pulls away.

“Damn, they made you uglier.” He says with a laugh.  Shoving him off, I laugh, too.

This is what family is all about. This, is why I love my life. 

***

“What do you mean, you think your water broke? What the fuck is a water?” Staring Nessa in the eyes, I don’t have a fucking clue what she’s talking about.

“Just what I said, Ghost! I think it broke.” Is there some kind of meaning that I’m missing here? I don’t know what the hell she’s talking about. Shaking my head confused, she stares at me with a blank expression on her face.

“Are you going to do something?” Is she really yelling at me right now? I don’t know what the fuck she wants me to do.

“Like, what? I don’t know what the fuck you’re talkin’ about!” We look at each other for a long minute when she takes a deep breath.

“Your water is what your baby is in, inside of me. When it breaks, your baby is ready to come out!” Screaming the last words at me, I jump. Damn she is pissed!

“Wait, what? What do you mean it’s ready to come out?” Oh, hell no. I don’t think so. I’m not ready for that. Nope.

“You can’t do that right now, Nessa! No... No...” Shaking my head, I don’t know about this. I don’t think I’m ready. Walking to the door, I pull it open and yell.

“ARIA!!! ANGEL!” Nessa is doing something behind me, but there is no way in hell I’m turning around to look.  The girls come running down the hallway looking at me like I’ve lost my goddamn mind. I think I might have.

“What the hell, Ghost?” Aria yells. Looking at me, I shake my head.

“She said her water broke.” Pointing over my shoulder with my thumb they both break into a grin. They shove their way past me into the room, in a fit of giggles and screams. I’m glad someone is enjoying this shit.

“Are you going to stand there like a fool, or go get the truck?” Aria snaps at me. I turn to face her before she snaps again.

“Go get the goddamn truck, Ghost!” Jesus, these women are getting out of control around here.

Giving her a look, I walk out of the room and down the hallway.

“Where you goin’?” Dragon asks when I get into the lobby.

“To get the goddamn truck! Nessa said her water broke.” Dragon’s face turns into a grin.

“You’re havin’ a baby today!” 

***

Nessa pants in the back of the truck, with Aria and Angel holding onto her. I don’t know what the fuck is going on. I’ve never done this shit before. The guys follow us on their bikes but Roc stayed back to keep Jordan. This whole situation has my nerves on edge. Throw me into a gun fight, I can handle a bullet. Throw me in front of a knife, I’ve had plenty of stab wounds, but the screaming coming from that woman back there? Fuck, that shit.

“Why is she so loud?” Mumbling more to myself, I feel something hit the back of my seat.

“It’s your fault, asshole!” Nessa yells, making me smile.

“My fault? I don’t remember hearin’ you complain.” Another punch to the back of my seat and I almost lose it.

“Stop making it worse, Ghost!” Aria snaps at me. Damn, these women are lethal today.

“I’ve been shot four times, and all you’re doin’ is shovin’ out a tiny person. It can’t be comparable.” That was the wrong thing to say. I mean—way wrong!

“You stupid, son of a bitch! Your tiny little bullet hole didn’t weigh at least six pounds!” Nessa is on fire! If it was any other situation, my dick would be hard as hell right now.

Pulling into the hospital, I thank fuck, we’re here. Maybe they can give her something for her attitude.

I climb out, going around to help Nessa out. The look on her face guts me. She’s hurting, and I’ve been making it worse.

“Shit. Come here, darlin’.” I say, and Nessa looks at me before climbing into my waiting arms.

I lift her out of the truck, setting her on her feet.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you.” Her eyes fill with tears. Only she would apologize for being in pain.

“Stop. I was bein’ an ass. Come on.” Angel giggles off to the side as I help Nessa in.

Angel goes to the desk, while Nessa wraps her arms around my neck groaning.

“Is now a bad time to tell you, that those sounds are sexy as fuck?” Her nails dig into my shoulders.

“If you say the word sexy anymore today, I will kill you.” The growl that ripped out of her makes me smile but I don’t laugh. She might be serious.