Chapter Twelve
Jade
After we hashed out our plan for girls' night, hopefully, next Friday night, we put Practical Magic on the big screen and made some popcorn. We all sit back in our seats and enjoy the movie. Not far into it, though, Swift and Comp come into the room, trying to lure Piper and Sunny away. They try to shove them out of the way to see the screen.
They tell us the other guys had some business to take care of, which has us all rolling our eyes—whatever, it's coming to the good part, anyway. You know, where the girls get to kill the asshole. Twice. Yeah, that part. Piper and Sunny are on their men's laps, Piper is popping Swift's hand every time he tries to get some popcorn, and I swear I see him pout before snuggling further into her. Comp is trying to kiss Sunny's neck, which has her giggling and shushing him.
We watch the movie, and just as the girls jump off the roof, Gray enters the room. He glances my way, and I see a hardness in his face, one I’ve never seen before. This is not my Gray; this is Grim. This is a Reckless Omen. I shiver, trying not to find it utterly, devastatingly hot, but I sure as hell do. He gives me one last second of eye contact before he turns to Swift and motions with his head. With that, both Swift and Comp gently place Piper and Sunny off their laps and onto their seats as the men leave the room.
We girls all turn and look at each other before once again shrugging. The men will probably tell one of us, and we will all be filled in by tomorrow. That’s what the girls tell me, anyway. They told me that the men will have to keep some things from all of us for our protection, but the smaller stuff they don't like to keep. I love this family's dynamics and hope I get to stay a part of it.
“Whelp, I think I’m about ready for bed. I love you ladies, but I need some sleep before Bronx’s midnight snack,” Piper says, waving and heading out.
“Yeah, I got plans for me, my bed, and my man. Wait, maybe we will try the second-floor balcony since Sunny has the kids,” Halle says, laughing while racing through the door. Sunny, Izzy, and I all say our goodnights as Sunny and Izzy link arms to head out. I smile again as I make my way to Gray's room. Maybe I will take a nice hot bath before lotioning up and waiting in bed for my man.
I yawn as I get to the door and sit on the bed to undress. I lay my head on the new silk pillowcase just for a moment. I’ll get up and get in the bath in just a second. I yawn once again, and that's the last thing I remember. I feel Gray slipping into the bed behind me and bringing me back against his chest before too long. I just snuggle in deeper and fall right back to sleep.
The next morning, I walk into the closet to get dressed as Gray comes up behind me and grabs me by the waist.
“What are your plans for the day?” he asks, kissing the side of my neck. I moan, leaning my head further to give him better access.
“I figured I would stop by the shop and help my mom, since you have to be at work. Plus, I have a feeling that woman already knew why I wasn't feeling well, and she was holding out on me.” I grin and shake my head as Gray laughs outright.
“Alright, just promise me you’ll be safe, take frequent breaks, and don't stay on your feet too long,” he frets, and I roll my eyes.
“Lord, you are going to be overbearing this whole pregnancy, aren't you?” I ask. All I get is a smirk and a wink before he pulls back and goes to grab his shoes.
“If you get bored and want to stop by the hospital, you can. I hate the thought of not seeing you until tonight. I won't promise I’ll be able to get away, but I’d still like to see you if you're feeling up to it,” Gray says, lacing his boots.
“I might stop by and bring you lunch if you want. I hate the thought of not seeing you, too,” I admit. It might seem clingy for some, but I’ve gotten used to Gray being with me nearly twenty-four-seven, and I’m not ready to give that up. It would be different if he had a nine-to-five job, but there's no telling what his hours will be as a doctor.
“Alright, Clover. I should be home around seven tonight, but no promises,” he says, smiling at me. I walk over to him, stand on my tiptoes, and lay a smacking kiss on his lips.
“Go save lives, Mr. Grim Reaper.” I pause… “Wait, why do they call you Grim if you were meant to save lives?”
He just smiles, winks, and walks out.
“That's a story I’ll have to tell you later… Maybe,” he chuckles when I stomp my foot, but doesn't stop. I roll my eyes and follow out of the room behind him.
Halle catches me before I can walk out of the clubhouse, though. I wave bye to Grim, letting him know he can go ahead.
“So, you and Grim… having a baby, huh?” she whispers before the biggest smile I’ve ever seen breaks across her face. In her eyes, there's something else there, though. Maybe it's sadness, longing, hell, or both, but I don't understand it. Loki is obsessed with making her happy, so I know if she wanted a baby, he would be more than willing to make it happen.
“Yeah, we only just found out, and we want to make sure we are a bit further along before telling anyone. You know, just in case…” She cuts me off before I can finish.
“Oh, most definitely. I understand and promise I will keep my trap shut. Just be safe, okay? Take care of that little pea with everything you’ve got.” And with that, she walks away.
Hmm, that was weird but sweet. I shrug my shoulders before heading out of the compound and to my car. It only takes me seventeen minutes to get to my mom's shop, and I look around the parking lot before going in. I just need to make sure Robby isn’t here, lurking around. I swear I would see him in the weirdest places before Gray and I reunited. My momma banned him from the shop, so at least I was safe there, but it didn't stop him from hanging around the parking lot across the street. I don't see him, though, and I breathe a little easier before getting out of my car and walking into the shop.
“Well, looky here. Where the hell have you been, bitch?” Makayla, one of my mom's stylists, asks, smiling from her chair. She is working on a lace front, and I can see the mischief in her eyes.
“I heard she’s been getting her bell rung by some big shot doctor,” Tamara says, sweeping up her station.
“Oh, Doctor? I heard he was a biker.” Tansy smiles my way. She’s sitting at her station separating extensions for her next client.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's get this over with. I am dating Gray Adams. He is a sexy-as-hell biker who also happens to be a doctor. He's fine, and he’s all mine. Are we done now?” I ask, placing my hands on my hips and glaring at each of them. I know they are only picking on and giving me hell, so it doesn't bother me. We each give each other shit, but we love each other something fierce as well.
“Alright, alright. Stop hounding my baby girl. Come see momma, my sweet Jade,” my momma says from her office door.
I walk over to her and immediately throw my arms around her while she hugs me back and kisses the top of my head.
“Hey, baby girl. Come on in. I think we have some things to talk about,” she says, sliding her hand over my belly and smiling at me.