Page 68 of Pyscho
Lake rolls her dark green eyes and says, “Why not just kiss him and get it over with? You’re not in middle school anymore.”
I raise a brow at Raya along with Skylar, and she scrunches her nose and admits, “Because he’s a mean bully and I’d rather just admire him from afar, at least that way his mouth won’t make me want to punch him.”
“He’s just hiding from his own emotions,” Lake says, “he likes you.”
Raya snorts as she round the incubator and gently puts her hand in the little hole and strokes Hudson’s hand as she denies, “He doesn’t like me in any shape or form, heck, he calls me kitten and mocks me,” she looks at each of us and reminds us, “Do I have to mention the crap he’s said about my dad? About me being a spoiled brat with a silver spoon in my mouth? Even though the inheritance that half my father's side of the family is trying to get a hold of, I haven't even touched?”
I wince and she sighs, “He doesn’t like me, he hates that his sister is friends with me because in his eyes I’m a rich bitch patch chaser wanting to upset daddy and has no real ambitions despite the fact I’m currently attending law school and work part time at the firehouse…”
Only because you haven’t told him, wanting him to think the worst so you don’t get your heart broken, I silently mock before locking eyes with Skylar. She smiles slightly before mouthing, “Two months,” and I mouth back, “Four,” while Lake clears her throat, gaining our attention. She mouths, “Three months,” and we all share a grin.
I take a deep breath, look at my son, and say, “I guess I better go see his daddy before he sleeps with someone else…”
Sky chuckles and replies, “There is no way Psycho is sleeping with someone else. He’s not stupid, Ives. He knows something has happened between you, he can feel it.”
I hum, not looking at her. I keep my eyes on my son, and my feet are not willing to move.
“I promise, we’ve got him,” Lake says, and I nod.
“I know. I trust you three with my life. It’s just, it’s hard to leave him, especially after today,” I admit.
Raya asks, “What happened today?” Concern lacing her voice and I look up at her.
I confess, “I held him today,” and her eyes tear up as the other two gasp.
“Jessica has first dibs tomorrow,” I confirm, and she narrows her eyes, making me chuckle before I sigh, “I better go, otherwise I won’t, and honestly, I can’t live like this anymore, I miss him…”
“Go,” Lake says, “we’ll be right here, and honestly, the sooner you tell Psycho, the sooner Tate can find out.”
As much as we didn’t want to, we had to keep quiet with Tate knowing she’d accidentally tell Jax…
Nodding, knowing they are right, I walk over to the incubator and kiss two fingers before placing them on my son's hand through the little hole before I turn and walk out of the room, knowing I’m going to change my mind if I stay any longer.
It’s time Jax met his son.
I swallow hard as I pull up to the gate, Matty waving as he opens it for me. The large man looks too big for the hutch that the men on gate duty sit in.
I give him a slight wave, park near the front door, and quickly climb out before walking over towards the door. As soon as I hit it, I pause, looking at the handle, my heart in my throat.
What if he hates me?
What if he is sleeping with a club girl?
What if my head is making crap up again so I run?
Taking a deep breath, I shake my hands out and grab the handle before opening the door and walking inside. Brothers mingling catch my attention, and thankfully, the club girls are in their usual corner, kind of dressed and laughter and chatter fill my ears, and I know they’re celebrating.
“I’m pregnant, Ives, with twins,” Luna admits, and I grin wide, happiness filling me for her and Blade until she whispers, “I’m scared, though. What if I lose them?”
My heart breaks as I clutch my phone to my ear.
“You need to stay positive, Luna,” I reply, “Lean on Blade, lean on the club, and I promise you’ll have all of us behind you, helping. This is amazing news, Luna. Celebrate it…”
I look around the room and notice Luna sitting with Anna, her head on her shoulder, smiling as she watches the brothers and I smile softly.
She’ll make an amazing mama, and I told her so.
I understand her fears. Believe me, I do. I’m currently living through mine, but one thing is for sure, having Hudson twenty weeks early, I’ve learned to take everything full force, to enjoy what we’re given in this life because it can be taken away in the blink of an eye.
