Page 154 of Hate Mates

“What the fuck! Boden… you should have come and told me.” I exclaimed, jogging down the corridors and shouting over my shoulder. “Pay the fuckers at the door and give it to some of the people camped outside. I don’t care where it’s from, but go backto the kitchen and grab a portion of my Pad Thai. You know where I’ll be…” I continued, knowing it would have drowned out, but Boden would have got the message. My anger fizzled under the surface at him for hiding this from me after all this was my woman, and I deserved to know.

Well, she was going to be my woman—I was certain of that. I just had to show her that I was the man for her.

The moment I reached the Green Room door I paused and gathered myself together, originally, I had planned to just barrage my way into the room and demand answers, but whilst jogging along those corridors, I realized that if I did that, I would be showing the wrong kind of impression especially as I didn’t know what I was getting myself into. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to acknowledge that I was there.

“One moment.” Amelia’s voice echoed through the door as I waited, tapping my fingers against my messy stained jeans. That Pad Thai definitely was going to stain but that was the least of my concerns at this moment. “Sorry about that. We’re famished—” She began until she clocked who was standing at the door. “Brody what are you doing here?”

“Where is she?” I asked, keeping my voice and tone steady when, in reality, I wanted to scream and shout, but I know if I did that then Garrett and I would be having words. I wouldn’t stand for it if the roles were reversed and he’d snapped or shouted at Simone, so he definitely wouldn’t if he knew I had at his woman—let alone boss. “I know she’s here. Boden?—”

“I knew he’d not stay quiet. Fucking loyalty.” Amelia replied, rolling her eyes before stepping aside and opening the door. “Tread carefully.” She whispered to me before raising her voice. “We have company, but I think it’ll be better if I give you two some time to talk. I’ll find out where this food delivery is.”

“About that—” I gulped harshly before carefully just admitting my actions as they both stared daggers at me.Remindme in the future never to anger a hungry woman.“I may have told Boden to give it to some of the fans outside.” I began as Amelia’s eyes widened at me, and I held my hands up in defence. “I’d just made Pad Thai, and I wanted only the best. I sent Boden to go and get some for you both.”

“Such a meddler.” Amelia snapped out before shaking her head at me and pointing her finger in my chest. “It’s a bloody good thing that you, Brody Valens, are a mean cook, and I mean your Pad Thai is to die for. I’ll be back soon.” She replied as she sauntered out the room and shut the door behind her.

The air between us became thick and heavy as I glanced over at Simone sitting on the sofa. I couldn’t help but notice the way she looked so small sitting there and how she hadn’t attempted to move on my arrival, instead cautiously watching my movements as she opened her water and took small sips of water.

“Can I come and sit next to you?” I asked her, tipping my head to the side as I looked on at her, not wanting to invade her space at all. I knew that it was very unlike my normal character as I would just do as I wanted, but around Simone, I just felt breathless, like I needed her permission. It was as if I knew that she could see a glimpse of the future by letting her see a slight bit of vulnerability as she could potentially refuse my request. “Is that?—”

“Of course.” She uttered as the slight wobble in her voice gave away the fact she was nervous. The instant need to soothe and comfort her overcame me and travelled through my veins, but I knew I had to hold myself back, knowing that Simone was completely in charge at this moment and not me. If I suddenly flipped the pace and steamrolled the situation, it could be detrimental to all I have done in trying to show her who I was. “I’d like that. I do need to talk to you about something.”

“I heard you collapsed,” I whispered as I walked across the room and took a seat next to her. “The panic that overcame me—” I choked out as Simone reached for my hand.

“I was scared too.” Simone replied turning to face me, her face all flushed as I desperately wanted to reach out to touch her. “I should have not skipped my meals. It was a stupid thing to do.” She laughed mockingly. “I’m guessing my blood sugars were low.” She confessed to me, meeting my gaze. “Brody, I have to tell you something and I’m scared…”

“You can tell me anything,” I admitted to her, inching toward her to close the gap. “I’ll listen to whatever is going on in that pretty little mind of yours. Just let me in.”

“I’m pregnant.” She uttered the words as she watched for my reaction. “I didn’t plan this, and I?—”

The news instantly hit me like a punch to the gut, but at that moment, something changed inside of me. I’m not scared. I’m not angry. I’m ecstatic as the tears flowed from my eyes onto my cheek and I leaned into her, instantly reaching for her stomach and placing my hand on top of it.

“We’re having a baby.” I choked out as she nodded, her mouth parted at my reaction as I stared at the beauty of the woman before me. She was pure perfection. “I’m going to be a dad, and you’re going to be a mom,” I asked her as I stared in wonderment at the woman before my eyes. “Simone, I fucking love you. Fuck!”

“Brody…” She gasped out as I leaned in and kissed her hard and passionately. “You’re not angry. What about the band?”

“The band will still be here. I’ll still be here.” I gasped out to her. “This baby will be the most loved child in the world and the most protected.” He continued. “He’s got us all and we’ll all be here for him.”

“Him?” Simone questioned, raising her eyebrow as I glanced at her swollen, mused lips that had my cock instantly hard. Thethought of her carrying my child was making me want to act like a caveman—wrap her up in cotton wool and keep her locked away from everyone but I knew I couldn’t do that. I did, though, have multiple people who could help ensure she was safe and protected from all harm. “You think it’s a boy?”

“I hope it’s a boy…” I honestly announced. “Otherwise, the guys and I will be requiring a lot more security to protect her. No fucking guy will be stepping near her.”

Simone chuckled as I licked my lips, watching the way her throat elongated as she laughed at my words.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” She asked me, her hand reaching over the top of mine. “It may make things tricky, like when you want to see other people or when issues arise with the band.”

“Let’s set the record straight, Simone,” I growled out loud as she instantly squeaked out, her pupils dilating at the sound. “I love you, and our child, and no other fucker will be coming near either of us again. You’re mine.”

“Fuck!” Simone gasped out the pink tinge traveling down to the curve of her bust as I bit down on my lip. “Brody, I just don’t want you to regret anything?”

“I regret ever letting you go the first time. I won’t do it again.” I declared to her as a knock sounded on the door and her stomach rumbled making the two of us chuckle. “Better get you and our child fed.” I told her. “You two are the most important things that matter to me. Forever and always.”

“You were once the echoes of my desire,” Simone whispered as I pressed a chaste kiss to her lips. “But now I don’t have to dream any longer as you are my forever and always.”

The End

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