Chapter 17
Chapter Seventeen
Ivy
“Precious, you gonna be okay if I go handle a few things?” Reaper asks, standing at the side of the bed.
It’s been two days since I got home from the hospital, well, since I got to the clubhouse.
In that time, I haven’t been out of Reaper’s sight.
He’s been in this room that he now classifies as ours with me the entire time.
Most of the guys have come in to check on me.
Some bring in food, even when I don’t need it.
I know Reaper has a lot to do and considering he’s been with me the entire time; he hasn’t gotten any of that done.
My friends had come to the hospital to see me, but they really wanted to wait until I got out of there to spend even more time with me. And since they should be here any minute, I don’t mind my man going to handle a few things.
I’ll be okay even if I’m stuck in bed for at least another day or so.
The doctor Stella had introduced us to is Dr. Wright. He’s an OB/GYN, and Reaper nearly lost his shit. He said he wanted another doctor for me. Not a man. According to him, he wasn’t about to let some other man see what’s his.
Stella tried to interfere, but it was Dr. Wright who informed Reaper he’s the best doctor as he specializes in high-risk pregnancies. I might not be high risk, but he would do everything in his power to make sure I don’t lose Reaper’s and my child.
Reaper calms down marginally, and Dr. Wright himself did the ultrasound after a tech brought the machine to the room. There on the screen, we saw our baby. Even as small as he or she is, the doctor’s able to point the baby out to us.
My nerves calm even more, but only came back full force after being discharged from the hospital under the strict orders of being put on bed rest for a few more days to give my body more time to heal. I’m also not allowed to do any strenuous lifting.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I smile, giving him peace of mind to the fact I am okay. I can see he’s still struggling with the fact he nearly lost me. “My girls should be here soon.”
“Okay, Precious, call me if you need anything,” he says.
Bending he places his hands on either side of me, bracing his weight up, and kisses me.
Stella had told me my cheek was fractured, but healing.
So it should be back to new soon I hope.
I miss having Reaper kiss the daylights out of me.
Sure I love this tender side of him, but I miss the way he can be rough with me as well.
Shoot, I miss having him inside me, taking me fast and hard.
Pulling back, Reaper smiles, almost like he can read my thoughts. “Soon, baby,” he whispers and stands straight, adjusting himself in his jeans. “Once you’re healed, and the doctor gives the go-ahead, you’re fucked, baby.”
My breathing deepens at his words, but before I can respond with what I really want to say, the door to our room slams open, and my friends walk in. “What the hell? I was hoping to walk in on getting a look at that fine ass,” Everleigh grumbles, causing the others to giggle.
“Ev, seriously?” I mutter.
“You can’t blame me for wanting to see your man’s ass. I mean, hello, have you seen him.” Everleigh waves a hand up and down, motioning at all that’s Reaper.
“I’m gonna go,” Reaper grunts, more than ready to get away from my friends. They can be a handful, and the only time he’s met them was at the hospital. He needs to get used to them. Especially Everleigh’s mouth. She has no filter and says what she wants. She doesn’t care who it’s to either.
I remember one time she literally got in a dude’s face for calling her a bitch. The guy was twice Everleigh’s size, but she didn’t care. She just did what she wanted and brought the guy down a notch or two. Then she ended up in bed with the guy. How ironic is that?
Shaking my head, I keep my eyes locked on him as he walks out of the room, giving me one last look.
“All right, babe, let’s get this party started. We have snacks and drinks galore, and all the Fast and the Furious movies,” Sutton declares, holding up several bags.
Halfway through the first movie, Reaper peeks in to check on me, but doesn’t come in all the way. I’m sure this has to do with the fact all of my girls were scattered across his bed and floor. “You okay, Precious?”
I find his caring side extremely sweet.
“I’m fine, Reaper.”
“Yeah, she’s fine hot stuff. We’re binge-watching hot guys and fast cars,” Sutton says. “Unless you and the rest of that hot bunch of brothers you have want to entertain us, I would leave us alone to watch our fantasy men.”
“Fantasy men?” Reaper chuckles, quirking a brow and eye me. “You got a fantasy man, baby?” he asks.
“Ugh, not anymore?” I offer shyly.
“We’ll see about that later. Anyways I was just checkin’ on you. I’m heading outside for a while,” he informs me.
“Okay.” I nod, sensing that whatever it is he doesn’t want to talk about it with my friends in the room.
Closing the door behind him, he leaves my girls and me to finish watching the first movie.
Sutton looks at me. “You need to hook a sister up with one of Reaper’s brothers.
Shit, I wouldn’t mind having a go at Tombstone.
I saw him when we were coming down the hall with everything, and damn, he was sex on a stick,” she says, waving a hand in front of her face acting like she was hot and falling to her side, landing on Juniper’s ass.
“No, the one with the scar on his face. Or Angel. Now those two are yummy,” Juniper giggles.
“Give me Daemon anytime. He’s got a hot body. Did you see him outside working on his bike?” Everleigh sighs, sitting up to look back at us from where she’s lying across the bottom of the bed.
Josephine sits up off the floor and looks at us with a shit-eating grin. “I gotta agree about Hellhound and Angel, but also Scythe and Styxx. Hmm, those two are . . . whoa.”
“Ugh, I don’t look at them like that.” I shrug.
Isabelle doesn’t say anything as she turns with Josephine, but I don’t miss the way she gets a hurt look on her face when Juniper mentions Hellhound and Angel’s names. The look is quickly hidden behind the smile that she always has in place.
I know Isabelle doesn’t come from the best family, and they still try to take over her life as much as they can. I wonder what’s going on in her head that she would get that look about one of Reaper’s brothers.
I’ll have to get her alone one day soon and find out. For now, I’ll leave it be. I have enough on my mind. One of them being how to be a mom to the child I’m now carrying.
My mom had left and never came back. I can finally admit to myself she didn’t really want a child, at least I don’t think she did.
Sutton relaxes next to me and reaches over to touch my hand that’s in a cast. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m okay,” I utter halfheartedly.
“Don’t lie, babe, you were in an accident and also found out you’re pregnant. Talk to us.” The look in Sutton’s eyes told me she isn’t going to take ‘no’ for an answer.
Sighing, I close my eyes and tell them everything.
How I’m scared to be a mom. I don’t want to be like my own.
I’m scared I might not be enough for Reaper.
That one day I’ll wake up and say, ‘Hey, this isn’t what I want in life anymore, bye’.
I spill all of my fears to my friends, knowing they’ll listen to me.
“Babe, you don’t need to be scared of turning out like your mom, and you can handle a life with Reaper. You’re made for that man just as he’s made for you. Don’t think you’re not. I promise you if you tell him these fears, he’ll sit and listen,” Sutton advises.
“How can you be sure of that?” I ask.
“Here. I’m going to send a song to your phone. After we leave, I want you to listen to it, and I mean listen to the words, then you’ll find your answer to that,” she says, fiddling with her phone.
A moment later, the phone that Reaper had got me to replace my old phone beeps.
“Now, let’s finish watching this movie,” she commands.
Giggling, we all dive back into the movie with Josephine, Juniper, and Isabelle all perving over Vin Diesel and Paul Walker.
Once the first one is over, we watch one more while eating a pineapple and salami pizza.
They all head out, leaving me alone. I find this is the first time since I woke up in the hospital that I’m alone.
I’m not sure how much I like it, but I snag my phone and pull up the song Sutton had sent me, ‘Listen to your Heart’ by Through Fire.
I know it’s a cover for the original version, but as I listen to it, I begin to understand why she’d sent this one.
I lay on the bed and put the song on repeat. She’s right. It does have the answers, because I’m stronger than my mother. Or I hope I am.