14
Tomorrow is Destiny’s appointment for the ultrasound. I’m waiting for her to message me with the details. Tammy seems a little upset about it and she’s trying to hide it, but I know it’s bugging her that I’m going to be with Destiny at the doctors. If Destiny is telling me the truth about the baby. I can’t just let her go by herself, I’m the father of this child too. After we had a great night, I had to tell her about Destiny and the appointment. I didn’t want to keep it from her. She’s the woman I love and I don’t want to keep anything from her, ever. She means more to me than anything in this world.
Tammy’s still asleep in the bedroom, after her three orgasms I gave her last night, she’s out cold. I chuckle to myself. I’m in the kitchen making her something to eat, she’s pregnant and breakfast is a big part of helping the little bundle of joy to grow. I can’t wait to see her belly swell with our son or daughter. My cock strains against my pants just thinking of her round belly. I shift myself and groan. Man, I can’t be thinking of ravishing her again, she needs her rest. I’m glad she quit her job at the club but then again, she’s at another club now. Where I can’t keep an eye on her. I’m just glad that she’s done with bare essentials, because there’s no way in hell she will be working there with those bunch of rowdy son of bitches, she could get hurt. I’ll have to talk to her to about her new job. I don’t want her to be there working the hours she is, while she’s pregnant. I want to provide for her. Even though she works in the office. I don’t want to her stress herself too much over things.
I should mention that once Destiny has the baby, I’ll get a DNA test to make sure I am the father. I don’t know how I feel about all this. I have a gut feeling that I am the father but at the same time to make things less complicated. I want it to not be true but if it is, I’ll love the child with everything in me. I don’t need to be in love with his or her mother, just need to be able to be civil with her. Tammy being civil on the other hand, might not be possible.
The smell of the breakfast snaps me out of it. Shit, I don’t want to eat up burning her eggs and bacon. Once I take the eggs and bacon out of the pan and put it on a plate. I look around to see if I can find a tray to put it on. I open and close the cupboards, searching for something. I finally find a tray in the cupboard above the fridge. I make my way towards her room, balancing the tray in my arms. The door is creaked open a peak, lightly touching it with my foot nudging it open. I make my way into the bedroom and I chuckle lightly to myself.
Tammy is on her side, her legs spread out and she looks cozy. I walk over to her side of the bed and I halt when I hear her cute snores. I bite my lip from laughing out loud. I place the food down on the night table and sit on the bed behind her. I lightly touch the skin on her arm and goosebumps appear. She groans in her sleep and moves, her ass grinding into me. I close my eyes and try to breathe slowly. Trying my hardest not to get worked up from her pretty much, bare ass rubbing up against me.
I lean my head down and kiss her shoulder, she moans. I smile against her shoulder and place a few more kisses. “Wake up, sleepy head,” I whisper in her ear and she groans again. She turns her head and gives me a sleepy smile.
“Ten more minutes,” she groans moving to face me, getting comfortable.
“No can do baby. I made you some breakfast,” I say, kissing her forehead and her eyes slowly open and look at the night table and on cue her stomach growls.
“Oh, I must be hungrier than I thought,” she mumbles her cheeks reddening. God, she’s cute when she blushes. She stretches and then sits up, not even bothering to give me a kiss. She mumbles morning breath and takes off out the door and a few seconds go by and I hear the bathroom door shut. I shake my head and chuckle. I could care less about her fucking morning breath, I want her lips on mine. There’s nothing sexier than her just waking up with that sleepy look on her face with the bed hair. It turns me right the fuck on.
I’m excited about the appointment. Viper’s coming with me too. I can’t wait to see the baby on the screen and see his face light up. Just knowing that, I’m giving him the family he wants, makes my insides squeal. We’re going to be a family, without Tammy. I know he’ll come to love me as much as he loves her. How could he not? I’ll be the mother of his child.
Once the nine months are up and I push our son or daughter out and when he sees him or her, he’ll forget all about Tammy and be with me, where he belongs. Just wait and see, she’ll be history. He’ll drop her quicker than a hot potato.
I take out my phone and send a text to Viper.
It takes a few minutes before he replies.
Well, tomorrow is going to be interesting. I’m wondering if he’ll tell Tammy and she ends up pouting about it like a big baby, causing a fit about being alone with me. If she fucking thinks that I want her to be there with him, she's sadly mistaken. It has nothing to do with her. So she can back away and stay the fuck away from my baby and me. Viper is the father, not her.
Well, sorry bitch, but he’s mine. He was mine first and he’ll be mine again.
First her sister Alison comes in and takes Ace off the table from fucking the girls at the club, stupid bitch and she’s pregnant now. Almost ready to pop and now Viper and Tammy. What the fuck is with these girls? Do they have a golden pussy or something?
He made me breakfast, how sweet is that? Last night really wore my ass out. The three orgasms later, my body so sensitive from being pregnant and I’m not that far along either. I can imagine when the time goes by. I’ll be like a cat in heat around Dalton. I won’t be able to get enough of him, the poor guy. I’ll probably wear his ass out.
Destiny’s supposed to text Dalton today about the time and place of the appointment he’ll be going with her too. It chews me up inside that he’s sharing this with her. I just hope he doesn’t feel the need to comfort and be with her after this. I don’t know, if I’ll survive him leaving me for her. Especially, because I’ve had a miscarriage before. I take a calm breath before heading back into the bedroom after relieving myself in the bathroom. I can’t get myself worked up about something I can’t control, it won’t do any good for the baby or me. My hand moves to my belly and a smile breaks out over my face.
I walk into the room and Dalton is laying back on the bed with a huge smile on his face. I try to give my best smile but he knows something is off. I can’t help it, it does bother me about Destiny. I have no idea how to make it not but it does and probably always will a little. He frowns and sits up a little. “What’s wrong, baby?” he asks his voice so deep and caring. It makes my heart melt that he cares so much for me. He’s going to be an amazing father, and my mind turns to Destiny and her child again. I shake my head.
“Nothing’s wrong,” I shoot out quickly and Dalton raises a brow like he doesn’t believe what I’ve said.
“Come on, Tammy. I know you better than that. Don’t try and feed me some bullshit about nothing is wrong,” his voice sounding deadly serious. I sigh and drop my head. I don’t want him to feel like he has to choose between going to see his child on screen at the doctors or me. It’s not fair to him. He didn’t plan on getting Destiny pregnant. I sit on the bed beside Dalton and he holds me close to him. I breathe in and out. “Tammy, if I could go back time and change what happened I would. I love you so much baby, and seeing you hurting like this because of me kills me,” his voice cracking at the end.
“It’s fine. It’s just something I have to get used too,” I whisper and he sighs heavily.
“It’s not something you should have too. If I didn’t fuck up,” he mutters.
“We’ll get through this,” I add and he wraps his arm tighter around me and whispers in my ear.
“I know, I know.”
His phone goes off and he groans leaning away from me and grabs it off the night table on his side of the bed. He swipes his finger over the phone and he reads the text message and replies to whoever it is and looks at me. I know before he even opens his mouth who it is from.
“That was Destiny. The appointment’s tomorrow at 1:00,” he says and I give him a faint smile.
“I love you, baby. I’m so sorry for all this.”
He holds me tight and I feel safe. I feel better in his arms like we can conquer the world. I shake my head and look up at him and I try my hardest to give him a genuine smile. “Don’t worry, I know things happen in life and we’ll get through this. If this is your baby, we’ll work things out and we’ll be a happy family, one day,” I mention and he nods his head before placing a kiss to my forehead. One day, that keeps bouncing inside my head. Destiny will forever be a part of our lives if this is his child. I can’t seem to get away from that woman, no matter what I do. She’s like an insect you can’t kill.
“Well, baby. I’ve got to get going, remember I mentioned about cleaning out that extra room at my place for the baby. I’m picking up paint and supplies today to get it done,” he says getting off the bed.
“I can help you paint, you know. I’m pregnant, I can still do things you know,” I tease him and he chuckles kissing my forehead.
“I know baby, but I don’t want you to be around the paint fumes. You can rest or go see your sister or something. Maybe even your parents.”
Hum, he’s right. It has been a while since I’ve seen my parents and they still don’t know I’m pregnant. I’ve been worried about mentioning anything to them. I don’t want to get their hopes up either. Alison would never tell my parents. So, I guess I’ll have to visit them and let them know. I want to have my mother there, and of course, my sister as well.
“I’ll visit my parents for a bit,” I mention and he nods, giving me that bright smile of his. God, I love this man with everything in me. His smile still gives me the shivers. I get up from the bed and wrap my arms around him. He slowly leans away from me and grins down at me, he tilts his head in for a kiss and when his lips touch mine, I groan. He releases my lips and lightly moans.
“God, your lips feel so good,” he says, his breath short and rough. I can’t help but giggle.
“I really got to get going, if I want to get that room started. After I’m done for the day, I’ll come and pick you up,” he mentions giving my lips a quick peak and he turns and heads for the hallway. I follow him to walk him out. I give him another kiss at the front door, then I’m all alone. He’s going to work on our baby room and it warms my insides knowing he’s happy about doing it. The effort he’s putting in makes me happy. I can’t help myself and I start thinking about Destiny and the child that is growing inside her stomach right now. Tears fill my eyes but I blink them away before I’m full out balling my eyes out. I can’t keep letting this get to me, Viper is with me and not her. He loves me, not her. I keep repeating it to myself and I calm down quickly.
I shake my arms a little before turning around to head back to my bedroom to eat the breakfast Dalton made me. I sit on my bed and take the tray and place it on my lap, it smells amazing and it’s still hot enough that it doesn’t need to be heated up. So, I dig in and the first bite that hits my palate, I moan in delight. He’s an amazing cook. How did I get so lucky to snag a guy that can actually cook and enjoys cooking? It’s going to be a treat when we move into together, I remember when he mentioned about him wanting me to move in, it was cute to say the least.
Flashback
“Baby, I want you with me. I want you under my roof, would you do me the honor moving in with me,” he asks on his knees with a little box in his hand with a key to his house. I wasn’t surprised that he asked. He’s been hinting off and on for two weeks. He told me that he didn’t like the fact, that I’m here alone at my place. “I don’t know how I feel about living somewhere you had other women with you,” I say with a frown on my face. Dalton shakes his head and laughs at me. I scowl at him, then he chuckles even more.
“Baby, there’s nothing to worry about. I’ve never and I mean NEVER, had a woman at my house,” he says putting my worries to rest.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to end up moving in. I’ll always there and you’ll get annoyed with me,” I mumble out softly and he grunts getting up off his knees.
“I could never be annoyed by you. I love you, Tammy. I want you living with me, knowing your safe and I want to take care of you,” he says his forehead leaning against mine.
“Okay,” I nod my head. “I’ll move in with you,” I say and he jumps up off the ground and grabs me, lifting me up and I giggle. He takes me right to the bedroom and shows me just how much he loves me.
End of flashback
I’m on the way to my parent’s place. I messaged Alison, a little while ago to see if she could stop in at our parents. I want her there, when I tell my parents I’m pregnant. I want her there for support. I don’t think my parents will flip out about it, but I just want Alison there just in case. My father can be rough around the edges sometimes. When I broke it off with Dalton, my father wanted to kill him, of course, he didn’t because I asked him not too. I made him promise me that he wouldn’t do anything. I know my mother will be ecstatic when she finds out. She was happy when she found out about Alison and she always wanted lots of grand babies.
My fingers are crossed tight, that my father takes it well. I know he’ll be a little worried at first but once he knows I’m happy and it’s what I want. He’ll be happy for me. I didn’t want Dalton here with me when I broke the news to my parents. My father would probably end up chasing after Dalton around the house, trying to kill him. I chuckle to myself just thinking about it but at the same time, I would be a little worried at how it would turn out. My father murdering the father of my child. My mother can handle my father to a point when he’s raging mad. So, I have no clue how he will take it. So, it’s safer that Viper, won’t be there.
I pull up to my parent’s house that they bought a few months ago, when they found out Alison was pregnant. It’s nice having them close to us now. Being able to see them when we want. I didn’t like it when they were living so far away. I pull into my parent’s driveway and I notice Alison’s car. Thank God, she’s already here, my support is here. She might be the younger sister, but she’s my rock. I don’t know what I’d do without her sometimes.
Opening my car door, I step out. When my feet hit the pavement, my nerves start working in overtime. I slowly make my way to the front door. I take a couple deep breaths to calm my nerves. Just before my hand reaches out to touch the handle, the door opens. Alison’s standing there with a smile on her face.
Alison frowns. “Are you okay? You look like your going to be sick or something,” she says, reaching out touching my shoulder. I release the breath I was holding, and give a little smile.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just thought when the door opened it would have been mom or dad there. I’m still not sure how I’m going to tell them,” my sister smiles at me, rubbing her round ready to pop belly.
“I’m sure it’ll be fine, you think too much about things, and that works you up,” she says in a motherly tone. Oh, my God, did she really, just do that? Use that tone on me? I chuckle, shaking my head. She moves out of the doorway to let me in. Once I’m in, she shuts the door and the house looks amazing as always. My mother was always a bit of a clean freak. Alison gives my arm a little squeeze and then yells out. “Mom, Tammy’s here,” my eyes go wide and I turn and glare at my sister, she could have given me a few minutes to myself before getting my mother out of the kitchen where I am assuming she is, because I smell the sweet delicious cookies, she must be baking drifting in the air.
I hear shuffling sounds from the kitchen, then my mother appears with a smile on her face. “Tammy, sweetheart it’s good to see you,” she says coming in for a hug. Her arms wrap around me and I smile.
“It’s good to see you too, mom,” I whisper into her hair. She leans back holding me at arm's length and her eyes light up a little.
“Tammy, your glowing,” she says, the smile on her face giving herself away. She knows my little secret. My mouth opens and closes. I have no words, I’m stunned. I don’t know what the hell to say at that moment.
“W…What?” I stutter out and my mother grins and chuckles softly. She sighs placing both of her hands on either side of my face.
“Honey, I knew by how you're glowing. You’re pregnant, aren’t you?” she says with a hopeful smile and I chuckle with tears in my eyes. I nod my head and my mother squeals.
“Oh, my God! I’m going to have another grandbaby,” she asks and I nod my head to reassure her, that she is indeed going to have another grandbaby. She wraps her arms around me, and she starts crying. I can’t hold back my tears any longer and neither can my sister. She comes over and hugs me as well.
“See, I told you mom would be happy,” Alison says and my mother gasps.
“Did you think that I would be upset with the fact that you're pregnant? Tammy, did you really think that?” my mother asks and I bite my lip.
“Umm, mom. I wasn’t sure, what you’d think. I know you were a little worried, when Alison found out she was.”
My mother frowns a little. “Well of course, she’s so young and we didn’t know Hayden. But now that we know him and we know he’s a very responsible man, and he loves Alison with everything in him. I know Dalton loves you and he’ll do what’s right beside you,” my mother mentions and it warms my heart knowing she approves of Dalton. My mother always has liked Dalton, even when I broke it off with him, she still liked him. She didn’t understand why I broke it off and thank God, she doesn’t. I know for a fact she’ll be so disappointed, that I didn’t come to her to talk about what I was going through, but I couldn’t I didn’t want people to know that I was a failure. That my body is a failure.
“Mom, where’s dad? I think I should be the one to tell him that he’s going to be a grandpa again,” my mother smiles then and claps her hands together.
“Your father will be so excited. There’ll be two babies walking around soon,” my mother says excitedly. I wait for her to finish with her little happy dance, she’s doing right now. I look at my sister and she’s biting her lip hard, to stop from laughing at my poor mother. Who by the way, looks like she’s doing the chicken dance or something along the lines of that. I can’t help myself but laugh at her. She looks ridiculous.
I clear my throat. “Mom, where’s dad?” I ask again, hopefully, she gives me an answer this time. She stops her dancing and looks at me then Alison. Alison is leaning over laughing so hard, my mother scowls at both of us.
“I see you both of you’ve had a good laugh at me,” she hisses out and Alison cracks up even more. My mother looks at her. “Oh, hush you, I’m going to be a grandma twice, two babies.” She says holding up two fingers, like we don’t understand the number two. She had to show us. My sister rains in her laughing. My mother then looks at me. “Your father is upstairs in his man cave,” she says, clearing her throat. She turns around and heads back to the kitchen.
My sister puts her hand on my shoulder. I turn my head her way and she gives me a faint smile. “Do you want me to go upstairs with you to tell dad?” her voice low and I shake my head. I need to do this on my own. I’m twenty-four, I think I should be able to talk to my father on my own. I wanted Alison here, just in case if the shit hits the fan after telling them. My mother seems happy about the news but now it’s to tell my father and see how he reacts. I’m praying it goes smoothly.
“No, I need to tell Dad, myself. I need to do this.” She nods her head and walks passed me to the kitchen. I take a deep breath before climbing the stairs up. I take one step at a time, trying to think of how I’m going to tell him. Before I know it, I’m standing in front of his man cave. The door is closed and I hear his music, playing softly behind the door. I bring my hand up to knock, my knuckles rap on the wooden door, then I hear the music turn down.
“Come in,” my father’s strong voice comes through the door. My nerves kick up a bit more than earlier, but I shake myself out of it. I need to put my big girl panties on and tell my father my news. I don’t know why, it’s so hard to tell him. But then again, I’ve always been a daddy’s girl. I remember when I was in high school, a guy would just look at me and my father would give him a murderous glare. There weren’t too many guys, that would come around me. Sucked but then again, he was looking out for me. I love my father dearly but sometimes he’s scary and I don’t want to be on that side of the fence.
I grab the door knob and turn opening the door. My father is at his desk looking at papers. I clear my throat and his head snaps up and he smiles seeing me standing there. “Tammy, sweetheart, this is a nice surprise. Did you just get here?” he says, getting up from his chair and coming around his desk towards my way. He brings me in for a hug and I chuckle against him. My father is a huge man, he’s an inch or two taller than Dalton, and Dalton is six one.
“Hi Dad,” I mumble into his shirt.
“How’s my kiddo doing?” he asks releasing me from his death grip and I glare at him, he chuckles at me. “What? I can’t call you kiddo?” he asks and I shake my head.
“I’m twenty-four, Dad. I’m not a kid or kiddo,” I say and he gives a belly laugh.
“Well, you’re my kiddo and you’ll always be that to me. Even when you're older with kids of your own, you’ll always be my little girl, Tam-Tam,” he uses the nickname Alison gave me when she was younger and tears begin to mist around my eyes. God, being pregnant is making me an emotional sap.
“What’s wrong sweetheart, you look like you're going to cry?” my father asks, worry filling his tone. I sniffle, giving him a smile.
“I’m fine, Dad. I have something to tell you. Mom already knows,” I say and he tenses a little but then he takes in a deep breath and waits for me to tell him. “Here, let's sit down and then you can tell me,” he says. I nod my head and we walk over to the couch. “So, what do you have to tell me?” he asks and it’s my turn to worry about, what he’ll do or say. I take a deep breath and just go for it.
“Umm, I found out a little while ago that you're going to be a grandpa,” I mention and my father full out laughs at me, to the point where he has tears in his eyes.
“Oh, sweetheart I know. Alison, is ready to pop any day now,” he snickers. Oh, well, that went right over his head, now didn’t it?
“I know Alison is ready to pop but that isn’t what I meant,” I take a deep breath before I continue. “You're going to be a grandpa twice, I’m pregnant,” I shoot out quickly, whispering the word pregnant. God, why is it so hard to tell your father your pregnant? My father doesn’t say anything, his face is in a state of shock, tears just start to beam in my eyes. “Dad, please say something. Please, don’t be angry,” I croak out.
My father snaps out of his trance and leans forward and wipes the tears away that are now running down my face. “Oh, sweetheart. I’m not angry. How could I be angry at you? I couldn’t be happier knowing your able to give me a grandbaby,” he replies and I gasp. What the?
“Dad, what do you mean ‘able’ to give you a grandbaby?” I ask but I’m sure I know the answer, even before he tells me.
“Your mother tells me everything, Tammy. We don’t keep anything from each other. I knew about the results.” He says.
“I never told mom about my results from the doctor,” I reply and my father shrugs his shoulders.
“You know your mother, she’s nosey. She knew something was off when you broke it off with Dalton. So, she did something digging and when she was over with Alison a while back at your apartment. She found the letter from the doctor,” he says and I nod my head. Sounds something my mother would do, her being the great detective.
“Sweetheart, I’m happy if you're happy. This baby makes you happy?” he asks and I nod my head.
“Yes, I’m just praying nothing happens this time,” I say and my father freezes and looks at me with questioning eyes and my eyes go wide, oh shit. My parents didn’t know about my other pregnancy. Me and my big mouth.
“What do you mean this time?” my father asks and I’m trying to backpedal but, it’s no use my father won’t just let this go.
“When I broke it off with Dalton, it was because I got the results but before that I was pregnant and I lost the baby.” I pause wiping the tears building in my eyes. “I was twelve weeks and I lost the baby,” I sob out and my father wraps his arms around me, soothing me.
“It’s alright, sweetheart. Everything’s going to be fine,” he says softly. I hope he’s right.
He releases me and looks at me straight in the eye. “Now, listen. You're going to be a wonderful mother. I don’t want you to stress about the past. You will carry this baby and deliver this baby. You're going to be a family, you and Dalton and the baby,” he says strongly and I nod my head.
“Now, enough about the past. Is Dalton happy about the baby?” my father asks.
“Yes, he’s so happy but there’s more to the story than just me being pregnant,” I say. My mood drops thinking of Destiny and my father looks confused.
“What do you mean, more to the story?” he asks. I’m not sure if I should tell him because he’s going to want to murder, poor Dalton next time he sees him.
“Well, when I broke it off with Dalton. He tried to forget about me with other women,” I lightly say and I hear my father growl. Oh shit.
“That little mother fucker,” he hisses out. My eyes pop out of my head.
“Dad, it’s fine. What’s done is done. I don’t want to live in the past, it was my fault just as much as his, if not more. I pushed him away,” my father balls his fists and nods for me to continue. “Anyways, Destiny, you remember her?” I ask and the blood drains from my father’s face and he closes his eyes as if he already knows.
“She’s pregnant, isn’t she?” he asks.
“Yes,” I whisper and my father wraps his arms around me once more.
“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry. Men are idiots sometimes. Dalton’s an idiot.” He says and I chuckle softly.
“Dad, it’s fine. We’re working things out. I’m not saying it’s going to be easy, but I love Dalton so much and now with the baby coming and on top of that, with Destiny being pregnant. I don’t know what to do,” I say. My father leans away from me and smiles down at me.
“Tammy, Viper is with you. He loves you, not her. Did he fuck up? Yes, he did, but he will always be making it up to you. He loves you so much,” he says and I know what he’s saying is true, it’ll just take time.
“Thanks’, Dad.”
“Now, let's go downstairs and see what your mother and sister are up too. I’ve been smelling cookies for the past hour. I think it’s time for a dozen,” he says and I chuckle. My father loves my mother’s cookies, he can eat two dozen by himself within twenty minutes.
“Cookies, sound great.” I smile at my father. We walk out of the room but we’re stopped dead in our tracks at the top of the stairs, when we hear Alison yell, then my mother screams for my father. My father looks at me with panic in his eyes and runs down the stairs to the kitchen. I’m in shock for a second longer, then I head downstairs, watching the steps with my eyes as I make it down them, one step at a time but faster pace than normal. I don’t want to end up falling down the stairs and lose my baby.
Once my foot hits the bottom of the stairs. I take off for the kitchen to find my sister sitting at the table, leaned over holding her stomach and my father shouting into the phone. My mother is standing beside Alison rubbing her back. “Just breath like they showed you in your classes,” my mother softly tells her. How can she be so calm? My father is on the phone panicking. “Ace, get your ass here NOW. Alison needs you,” he shouts into the phone and I raise a brow. What happened, then I notice a puddle of water near Alison’s chair. Oh, my God, her water broke.
“The baby is coming?” I ask and my mother nods her head.
“Yes, the baby is cominggg… Ouch,” my sister grunts out, through the pain of a contraction.
My father hangs up the phone and turns and his eyes tell all, he doesn’t like to see his baby girl in pain. Especially, now that it’s not something daddy can make better, only the doctor can help Alison with the pain and it’s killing my father just standing there not able to help in some sort of way.
My mother looks at me. “Tammy, come stand beside your sister. I need to call the hospital to make sure they have everything ready for when they get there,” she says and I’m panicking because shouldn’t she be getting an ambulance or something? Or getting Alison in a car and driving her over there? It’s like my mother can tell what I’m thinking because she puts my mind at ease a bit with her answer. “Alison can be in labor for hours, Tammy. She will be fine and if she ends up having the baby before Ace gets here so be it. I can for sure handle delivering a baby. I’ve had two of my own.” She mumbles walking over to the phone.
“Alison, do you want some water or something?” I ask and she groans.
“No… Damn it, this hurts,” she grunts out, she takes deep breaths.
A few minutes go by then Ace comes rushing into the kitchen. “Alison, baby,” he says rushing over to her, she has tears in her eyes looking at him with so much love but then a contraction hits and she hisses at him that he’ll never be touching her again. My father chuckles while Ace glares at him.
“What the hell are you laughing at me for?” Ace hisses at my father. My father is standing there with his arms crossed with a grin on his face. I shake my head; my sister is sitting there in pain and the baby is coming anytime and there standing around doing nothing, but getting on each other's nerves.
“HEY, Alison needs both of you to grow the hell up,” I shout and they both snap their heads and look at me. Ace helps Alison up and lifts her up in his arms and walks to the front door. I pray he wasn’t an idiot and took his bike.
Outside I see he has his truck, thank God. He places Alison inside the truck and runs around the other side and hops in and they take off. Wow, what a day! I just hope the birth goes easy for her. My mother wraps her arm around me on the porch. “Your sister will do just fine, honey. She’s strong,” my mother says. I look at the truck disappearing from my view and I nod my head.
“Mom, shouldn’t we head to the hospital?” I ask and my mother shakes her head.
“Sweetheart, it can take a bit for a woman to have a baby. She’s probably going to be in labor for a bit before the baby comes,” she tells me. She turns around and heads back inside. I tell my parents that I’ll talk to them later and I head home. I need a nap after all this. It was surreal to see my baby sister in labor. My time will be coming sooner than I think, if all goes well.
Tomorrow’s the day that Viper will be with Destiny at her appointment. I’m annoyed with the fact he’ll be there with her sharing it with her, but there isn’t a damn thing I can do about it. But if that bitch thinks she can have Dalton, well, she has another thing coming.