Chapter Twenty-Four #2
She jerked her head and he was sure she would be telling him to stop. Instead she slammed her mouth on his moving her hips against his hand. Her tongue plunged into his mouth. He unsnapped her jeans and lowered the zipper.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” The voice had Bogs freeze with his hands inches away from what he wanted. Kenzie gasped against his lips and catapulted up knocking him back and almost rolling off the bed. He scowled and glanced over at T, who was shaking his head.
“What the fuck?”
“Oh God,” Kenzie whispered.
T snickered. “If you two are done fucking around, everyone is heading out.”
Bogs dragged his hand through his hair and sat up. Kenzie sat with her head bent and her hair forming a curtain to hide her face. Even without seeing her face, he knew she was mortified.
He glared at T who shrugged his shoulders and grinned. “Shoulda closed the door, asshole.” He disappeared from sight and turned back to see her fidgeting with her zipper and jumping off the bed. Her face red as a tomato. He chuckled.
“It’s not funny.” She slapped his arm. She marched past him out the door and he jetted after her.
He clasped his hand through hers and they walked down the stairs.
It wasn’t the first time a brother had busted another with a girl in his room.
It was the first time the said girl now had to face the family.
His family were gathered in the living room saying goodbye when Emory looked over and smirked. “What have you two been up to?”
He opened his mouth but Kenzie beat him to it, pulling her hand from his and said, “Nothing.” She turned to his dad who looked confused.
“I swear, we weren’t doing anything.” She sounded so guilty that she might has well have said we weren’t having sex.
His dad gave her an awkward smile and glanced at Bogs.
T snorted.
Kenzie’s face heated. “Can we go now?”
They said their goodbyes and all walked out together. She refused to take his hand, which amused Bogs. She scurried to the truck and waited for him to unlock it. He came up behind her and whispered in her ear. “Ya know this is your fault, right?”
She jerked her head and glared at him.
“Pretty girl, you grabbed my dick first.”
“I wanna kill you right now.”
He burst out laughing. She was half tempted to deny him sex when they got back to his place. She glared at him but couldn’t maintain it, nor could she deny him. She glanced at Cassie who had stopped a few feet away. She was staring down at her feet, oddly. Kenzie followed her gaze. Holy shit!
She pushed passed Bogs. “Get T.” She hurried over and rested her hand on her back. “You okay?”
Cassie glanced up and sighed. “Yep.”
“What’s going on?” Bogs asked, not noticing the pool of fluid at her feet.
Cassie grasped Kenzie’s hand and looked over. “You ready to see a side of T you never thought existed?”
Kenzie eyed her. “What side would that be?”
Cassie rolled her eyes. “Full on panic mode.” She drew in a breath. “Here goes. Bogs, tell your brother my water broke. And please, do it calmly.”
Kenzie glanced up at Bogs. His eyebrows shot up as his eyed darted to Cassie’s feet. His mouth dropped open. “Fuck, T, get out here, Cassie’s having the baby!” He shouted so loud Kenzie took a step back, taking Cassie with her. It was laced with his own panic.
“Jeez, Bogs, I said calm,” Cassie scolded.
The next few minutes were complete chaos.
Cassie didn’t lie, she was getting a view of T she’d probably never see again unless she was witness to their next child.
T came out of the house in a flash, in less than five seconds, along with the rest of the Garrisons.
People everywhere, the women all excited and remaining semi-calm, and the men acted like she was the first woman alive to give birth.
Cassie never let go of her hand and walked with her to John’s car when he insisted on driving.
It was a smart move. T was too amped up to drive.
Cassie slid in the backseat as Kenzie stood by the door waiting for her to release her hand.
Her hand squeezed and Kenzie bent down near the open door.
People were scattered everywhere, car doors were slamming and all the while, Cassie sat in the seat, completely serene.
Kenzie chuckled as T ran back in the house, clearing all five steps with one jump. She didn’t know where Bogs was, probably in the truck waiting on her. Everyone was going to the hospital. That waiting room would be packed.
She looked over at Cassie who was staring at her with a strained smile. “Told ya, new side of T.”
“I like this side.”
Cassie sighed. “Yeah, he’s gonna be a shit ton of fun during delivery.” She looked out the back window, then to Cassie again. “I’ll be your hand holder when it’s your turn. Got a feeling T freaking out is nothing compared to how Bogs will be.”
Kenzie glanced back at Bogs who was sitting in the truck staring at her. She smiled.
All the rushing and panic proved to be unnecessary. Cassie was in labor over seven hours. After many cups of coffee and everyone taking their turn at pacing in the small waiting room, the first, second generation Garrison was born. Darla.
It was another two hours before it was finally Bogs’ time to meet his niece. They were the last in a long line. Instead of arguing, which is what the rest of them did, Kenzie sat back with Bogs waiting their turn. The room cleared out leaving them alone for twenty minutes.
“Congrats, Uncle Bogs. I’m surprised you weren’t fighting to get in there first.”
He glanced over, grabbing her hand and grinning. “Always save the best for last. I’ll be her favorite, that’s a given.”