Chapter 14
Storm
We’ve been home from our honeymoon for a week now and I wasn’t going to say anything to Lena, but I knew she was pregnant even before she did.
You don’t just get nauseous randomly when you pass in front of a vendor selling fish.
And another sign, she was horny, more than usual.
That was also how she wore me out while we were gone.
We probably fucked more than I have in my entire life up until the day I met her.
Which was why she was still on her knees after sucking me off, well, that was after I ate her out of course.
“Damn, I needed that,” I said as she leaned back on her calves, licking her lips.
“You did, did you?” That voice.
It always has the power to knock me on my fucking ass.
I didn’t know what it was about it, but every fucking time I hear it, it sends shivers down my spine. And that’s a first for me.
A man at my age?
That actually fucking happens.
Some unreal shit.
But here I was, fucking living in it.
I pulled her up, and planted her on my lap, “Fucking love you, Precious.”
She smiled, “Love you too, Vance.”
Lena had just headed to the kitchen to get a refill of her sweet tea and poked her head into Krys’s room to make sure she was still napping when my phone pinged with a text.
Rosa – Talked to the charge nurse, everything is a go. She should be calling Lena here shortly.
Me – Thanks for doing this.
Not even two minutes later, Lena’s phone was ringing.
She sighed, then leaned across me to the coffee table, and picked up her phone.
Then she narrowed her eyes and took the call. “Hello.”
I was silent as I listened.
Then when she dropped her head, and sighed, I asked, “Everything okay?”
“Yeah, one of the nurses had car trouble. Raine is already over her hours, and I am too, but with this, I’ll have the next three days off.”
I nodded, “You got to go in?”
She nodded.
Fuck, I hated lying to her.
But if it was for a surprise, then it would be, okay? Right?
After she got ready, I got up off the couch and said, I’ll take you to work. Got some errands to run. Text me when you get off and I’ll pick you up, alright?”
She nodded.
Fifteen minutes later, she was getting off the bike, taking her helmet off, and shaking out her hair, why I asked what I did, I couldn’t tell you.
Lena didn’t deserve for me to ask her this question, but if there was one thing I knew about Lena, other than she loved me and my daughter, was that I could trust her. With all of me.
Therefore, I locked eyes with her and asked, “You don’t mind me dropping you off at work? Right?”
Her head tilted to the side, and she got this incredulous look in her eyes, then she snapped, showing me that fire, I fucking loved, “What the fuck, Storm? Do I mind you dropping me off at work, you’re shitting me with this shit, aren’t you?”
“It’s a simple question, Lena.”
“What the fucking hell is your problem, Storm? Have I ever acted like I never wanted to be seen with you?”
“That was Raine’s mother’s excuse as to why she couldn’t work. She didn’t want anyone treating her badly.”
“Treating her badly? What the hell? Not only are y’all a bunch of great men, but y’all aren’t afraid to do the things that over three-fourths of the population won’t do. All because they’re scared of having a freaking broken fingernail. Come the fuck on.”
“Alright, Precious. Calm down. Yeah?” I knew I fucked up.
Her eyes narrowed, “Calm down. Calm. Down? You never tell a woman to calm down.” She snapped.
And then when I opened my mouth to say, yes ma’am, she snapped again.
“Then she’s a dumbass bitch and should have her woman card revoked. What a fucking cow.”
I chuckled, “Okay, Precious. Just checking.”
“And fun fact, Storm. You ever address me as Lena when you want to know something, I’m going to shove my size six foot up your ass. Capiche?”
I knew she was trying to be hard as nails, but her saying, capiche? I busted out laughing.
But I sobered up real quick when she glared and started to head into the hospital.
Oh no. That just wouldn’t do.
Quickly, I got off my bike, stormed up to her, wrapped my arm around her waist, twisted her, and hauled her into my body.
“You made me make a promise to you, Precious. I’m expecting that same promise.”
She growled, fuck me. Will anything she does not make me want to laugh?
Then she sighed, leaned up on her tiptoes, and pressed a soft kiss on my lips.
“I want your property patch on my back. I want your ring on my finger. I want your last name. I want to have your babies. And I want to grow old with you, Vance. So don’t you ever think I’m embarrassed about being seen with you, okay?”
“Okay, Precious. I fucking love you.”
“I fucking love you too.”
Then I stood there as my woman headed in through the doors, my eyes stayed glued to her ass.
Someone who was running late ran by me, her head turned, keeping her eyes on me, and at my lifted brow, she jerked her head forward.
But just as that happened, I heard my woman, my life, call out, “Angie, he’s mine. Eyes off.”
I was shaking my head at my woman as I got on my bike, put my helmet on, and then headed to my house where my brothers were meeting me, as well as Bridget, and Raine, to set up a surprise for my woman.
See, a few weeks ago, we went on a ride, just the two of us when we had an unusually warm day at the end of November.
We had passed by a house that sat on ten acres and my woman had all but made us crash the bike from her wanting to see it.
And anything my woman wanted, she got.
Therefore, I placed an offer.
The house was an old farmhouse that had been updated with all modern comforts and it had four bedrooms. One for us. One for Krys. One for the baby she now carried. And one for another baby.
Skylar made her rounds through my house, and I smiled as she walked directly to the fireplace where I had a giant dog bed set up for her and plopped down.
Guess everything met her approval.
Good.
Now it was time for Lena to get off work and see her surprise.
***
“Storm, where are we going?” She asked as I made a turn that went in the opposite direction of the clubhouse and our house.
“You’ll see.”
And she did see.
The moment I pulled the truck up in front of the house, her jaw dropped.
The next thing I knew, she moved across the middle console, placed her hands on my cheeks, and demanded, “Tell me now.”
I smiled. “Welcome home, Precious.”
She squealed, then moved, opened her own door, jumped down, and started running.
I was shutting the truck off, jumping out of it, and calling out, while growling, “Woman, your ass is getting spanked for that.”
“You promise?” She asked just as Raine opened the door with the rest of our family at the back.
To which Raine scrunched her nose, “Ew. I didn’t need to know that.”