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“Then maybe we should call Dr. Limons’s receptionist and see if they can fit you in today. I don’t want to wait until tomorrow. We both know a day can make a difference.”

“I’ll call once I’m dried off and dressed. Will that satisfy your neanderthal instincts?

“I know you think I’m being overly cautious, Luna, but the book I’ve been reading says dehydration can be very serious.”

My heart warms at his words.

While I’d never say he was unintelligent because he’s by far one of the smartest men I’ve ever met—his vocabulary has proven that, the fact that he downloaded an app on his phone then bought a book about what to expect while pregnant has endeared him to me so much it’s not funny.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

KODIAK

“I’m admitting you, Luna,”Dr. Limons informs her as we sit in her office. “Your heart rate is higher than I’d like it to be and you’re a little lethargic, that can be caused by numerous things.”

“Like what?” I ask, my tone brash, laced with fear for my woman.

As if a mask slips into place, she shuts her emotions down and tells us what some of the higher probabilities could be. “Like preeclampsia, high blood pressure, the endless vomiting could be the cause too. We just don’t know until I can admit her and run some tests. I don’t want y’all to worry until there’s due cause. I also want to get you on an IV drip to help calm your nausea and give you the vitamins your body desperately needs.”

“How long do you expect her to be in for?” The reason I’m asking is because I’ll need to head back to the clubhouse and inform my brothers. Xavier will have to be in charge until I come back, and hopefully the club is still standing when that happens.

Of course, that’s the least of my worries. If he and the brothers burn it all down, we can rebuild. The important thing is that Luna gets better.

“Let's plan for an overnight stay and if we need to add to that time we will,” Dr. Limons suggests.

“Whatever helps Luna get better,” I tell the doc before switching my attention to Luna so I can apprise her of my plans. “Once you’re settled in a room, I’m gonna head to the clubhouse and let the guys know what’s going on so they’re aware I’ll be out of touch for a day or so. Text me a list of things you need from the house and I’ll pack us an overnight bag with enough clothes to get us through three or four days.”

“Why are you packing for three or four days?” Luna inquires. “Dr. Limons said overnight, Marcum!”

“She said we’d start there, my moon,” I reply, leaning in to kiss her temple. “Besides, while you’ll have a lovely gown on, I’m not about staying in the same clothes for days on end.”

She wrinkles her nose at me then says, “Fine, whatever.”

Great, she’s using two of the deadliest words in a woman’s arsenal. “Don’t you want clean panties?” I ask, uncaring that the doctor is still in the room, sending something on her tablet if the tapping on the screen is any indication. “Or your toothbrush? Socks? Deodorant?”

“I said it was fine, Marcum,” she says as she pats my arm. “It really is, I’m just being snarky, I guess. I hate feeling sick all the time and I especially hate how many times I’ve thrown up.”

When Luna’s eyes closed and she fell asleep, I jotted down a note letting her know I was taking off but would be back later. Dr. Limons had already informed us that the medication to help with her curdling stomach would knock her out.

I don’t like leaving her vulnerable in that room while she’s passed out, but it’s also the best time for me to go and get my errands done. I have to trust the nursing staff to see to her welfare while I’m away. It’s not easy for me since I don’t know them, but I’d rather be doing this now instead of while she’s awake.

As I pull up to the clubhouse and shut down my engine, I decide to talk to the guys first before gathering our belongings. The club bitch’s rooms are on the first floor so I have to pass by their rooms on my way to my office where I plan on gathering some files Xavier will need for our upcoming job. A conversation taking place between the five of them has my feet faltering.

I lean my ear closer to the door and recognize Peaches’s voice as she complains about mine and Luna’s relationship. “That bitch thinks she can waltz in here and steal my man. We all know that Kodiak and I have something between us. We have a spark and I’m the better woman to wear his patch.”

“I don’t know why you think that, Peaches,” Heels says. “He only came to you, came to any of us when he had an itch to scratch and even then it wasn’t that often.”

“And Kodiak would never put a patch on one of our backs, Peaches. You know that, why do you want to torture yourselflike this?” Kitty questions. “Women like us are only good for one thing to men like them and they tell us that before we accepted our position of club girl.”

“You know what’s going to happen if she stays, right?” Peaches asks, totally ignoring what the other women are saying to her. “Then other brothers will find their ol’ ladies and soon, they’re not going to want any of us around.”

“Don’t we want them to be happy, though?” Kitty muses. “I mean, it’s not like fucking the brothers is the only thing we do around here. We help keep the place clean, cook, and tend the bar which frees the prospects up for other, more important club responsibilities.”

I decide that if Kitty wants to live out her life as a club house mouse, she can do so. The other women are still up for being kicked to the curb depending on what else I hear.

“That’s my point, Kitty! We’re basically married to them with everything we do. Why not have the added benefit of their name on our backs? Think about the bigger picture instead of settling for what you have.”

“But they’ve also helped those of us who wanted to change our lives by going to school,” Heels states. “Hell, I’m two quarters away from having my associate’s degree. So what if I sucked a lot of cock? I don’t have any student loan debt and both Kodiak and Xavier have promised to help me find a good job and leave this life if I want to do so. They’ve given that same vow to each one of us, remember?”

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