Chapter 22
SAVAGE
Things at the clubhouse are tense. They’re stressed with Honor.
Tomorrow, my brothers and I are finally going after the bastards.
We’ve got a lock on them, and Avery made the call today.
Hammer sent a text to let me know and fuck, I hate she had to do it.
It has to be fucking with her. I know it and wish she didn’t have to deal with this bullshit.
But we all know that she’s the key to getting to them.
They want her to suffer and beg them to stop and leave her be.
Because of her, one of them or more lost their kids, not that they really took care of them.
Those kids now live happily with Bruiser’s mom.
With plans in place, we’re all ready to knock this shit out and be done with it.
But for now, I’ve got to see to my woman.
Yesterday, I took her in for a job interview.
I’m proud of her for getting the job, but while there, seeing as she was friends with the doctor, we found out she was pregnant and that she over three months.
In my gut, I know it’s mine. I fucking know it.
Still, I did the test so I could set my woman’s mind at ease.
I saw the panic in her eyes when she showed me the image.
I felt my throat tightening with fear as the past clashed with the present.
There’s no way in hell I’ll let that happen again. I won’t lose Honor or this baby, not the way I did with Mary. Not going to fucking happen.
Dr. Goodwin called first thing this morning. Honor’s phone was on the nightstand, and she was still asleep, so I took the call. She asked for us to come back in.
So here we were, about to get the answers we were waiting for. When Dr. Goodwin said she was putting a rush on the results, she wasn’t playing around, and I’ve got to admit, I’ve got mad respect for the woman for looking out for Honor.
Sitting in the chair next to Honor, I have one arm wrapped over the back of her chair, my other hand holding one of hers. “Remember, baby, I’m here no matter what,” I whisper in her ear as the door opens.
“Sorry about that,” Dr. Goodwin states, rushing around the desk. “I had a patient come in having complications. She needed to get over to the hospital right away.”
“It’s okay,” Honor murmurs. “I hope she’s okay.”
“She will be. Thankfully, she was already thirty-nine weeks, so they’re starting to induce her labor so we can get the ball rolling for her.”
“That’s good.” A small smile forms on Honor’s lips.
“It is.” Dr. Goodwin nods, opening a folder as she takes a seat. “So, the reason I called you back in here is I have the results back.”
“And?” Honor breathes, her hand squeezing mine.
She looks from Honor to me and smiles. “Mr. Winters, I believe congratulations are in order, you are the father.”
“Oh my God.” Honor exhales on a heart-wrenching sob. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” She cries.
I pull her out of her seat and into my arms, cradling her to me as she sobs. Dr. Goodwin gives me a compassionate look and nods. “You’ll need to start taking vitamins, and when you start on Monday, we’ll set up the schedule for your appointments.”
Honor lifts her head enough to twist and look at the other woman. “Thank you so much.”
“It’s not a problem.” She smiles.
After a few more minutes, I’m guiding Honor out of the doctor’s office and out to my truck.
With her pregnant, I didn’t care. She wouldn’t be getting back on my bike, not until after the baby is born.
Now, knowing for sure that it’s my baby, there’s no way in hell I’m letting anything happen.
She’ll be lucky if I let her out of my sight to go to work come Monday.
Even then, she’ll have a prospect on her ass.
The whole way to the clubhouse, neither of us speaks. It’s total silence, though it’s not uncomfortable. The both of us are just simply lost in our thoughts.
Pulling through the gates, I park and get out, round the hood before Honor so much as opens her door. Helping her down, I keep an arm around her waist.
“You’re not going to wrap me in bubble wrap now, are you?” she asks, tilting her head enough to look up at me.
“No, but shit’s going to be different for a while,” I remark. When she opens her mouth to say something, I continue, “You’re gonna have to give this to me, baby. I’m gonna need this. To be able to keep you safe. Keep you close. Know that you’re good.”
Honor clamps her mouth shut, takes what I say in, and nods. “I can give you that. But remember, I can do things for myself, like get out of the truck.”
“Know that, but I like you in my arms.” I grin, quirking a brow. “You gonna bitch about me wanting you in my arms?”
“No.” She huffs.
“Good, now let’s get inside, I’ve got shit to prepare for.”
“Okay.”
Together, we make our way inside, only for me to halt our progress as I take in the men in the room. “What the fuck is going on here?”
“Simon?” Honor gasps speechlessly. “What are you doing here?”
“I heard you were at the doctor’s office yesterday, and I wanted to make sure you were okay,” Simon, the dickwad, states.
“I hadn’t seen or heard from you in a while and wanted to see you.
You moved, so I figured I’d come here and talk to your brother.
” The smooth way he says this rubs me the wrong way.
I wrap my arm around Honor’s waist and pull her into my side. Dickwad Simon doesn’t miss this and loses that smug grin on his face.
“Well, you didn’t have to come looking for me. My phone number is still the same, then again, I wouldn’t have answered,” Honor states, seemingly pissed. “I heard about what happened where you were in a fight with Savage.”
Fuck. I didn’t want her to know about that fight.
“I can explain,” Simon says, his voice nonchalant.
“I don’t want to hear any of your explanations. I want you to leave.”
The way those words leave Honor’s lips, filled with animosity, fills me with pride. She’s not going to let an asshat like Simon weasel his way in. Fuck. I’m a lucky fucker for her letting me in the way she did after the way I treated her. Then again, I wasn’t backing down in reclaiming her as mine.
“But . . .”
“You heard my woman,” I grunt and jerk my chin toward the doors as I move Honor and myself off to the side a bit. “Get gone before I hand you your ass again.”
Simon narrows his eyes, glaring at me. “You’re lucky my grandfather had the charges dropped against you.”
“No, you’re the lucky one,” Rebel snaps, handing over her small bundled-up baby to Rogue.
Free of her baby, she holds herself in a way it can’t be denied that she’s seriously pissed.
“Your grandfather knows when to pick and choose his battles. He also knows who the hell I am, and he can try and fight me in a courtroom, but he’ll lose. ”
“Bullshit,” Simon spits.
“Not bullshit. Haven’t you heard of the courtroom viper?
” She smirks. “That would be me, and right now, if you do not leave, I will gladly find ways to have you arrested and then sue you for harassment. I’ll also go for your grandfather.
I know he’s got all sorts of dirty little secrets you nor your family will want revealed. ”
Simon’s eyes widen for a brief second before narrowing. “All I wanted to do was speak with Honor.”
“And that’s not happening,” I state loudly and step in front of Honor. “My woman doesn’t exist to you. You’re nothing to her, and if you come here, where she works, see her on the street or in a grocery store, I will make sure you regret it. Honor doesn’t see you again. You get me?”
“Whatever,” Simon scuffs, glances around, and stalks out of the clubhouse.
I watch as the door closes behind him before looking at my brothers. “Why the fuck do I feel like there was more behind him being here?”
“Because the whole thing was shady as fuck,” Gunner grumbles.
“Bruiser, Colt, you two follow him, see where he goes,” Hammer orders.
“You got it, Prez.” Colt nods with a two-finger salute.
“On it,” Bruiser calls out, already on his way toward the exit. “Call you with an update.”
“Well, that was interesting,” Honor mutters the moment the door closes, making me chuckle.
Turning to face her, I pull her against my chest, still chuckling, earning a smile from her in return.
“Right, with this drama put on the back burner for now, we’ve got shit to do,” Hammer announces firmly.
Rebel comes over to us and hooks an arm with Honors. “Come on. We’re doing facials, manicures, and pedicures in Rogue’s room.”
The damn woman doesn’t waste time in taking Honor from me. I watch the two of them as they stop long enough for Rebel to reclaim her baby from Rogue and keep going.
Still grinning, I shake my head as they go, but the moment my brothers and I are alone, it’s time to put all jokes aside and get down to business.