Page 50 of Unbreakable
Mila briefly excuses herself to the bathroom. Upon returning she sets the tests carefully on a napkin and onto the counter. Anxiously, we wait for five minutes to pass.
As soon as enough time has passed, Mila walks back to the counter and looks down. Her hand instantly goes to her lower abdomen, and a smile overtakes the nervous look she had on her face. "I'm pregnant."
We surround her with congratulations and hugs. After discussing with Jake just before getting here, I decided to make my announcement on the heels of the new baby news. "Mila, I have something I need to give you before Jake picks me up," I tell her. Retrieving my bag from the kitchen table, I pull out a white envelope and walk back towards my friends; my family. "I came into some money. Money for reasons I'm sure you all would understand I don’t want any part of. That being said, I believe it would help others." She opens the envelope containing the check made out toNew Hope House, The Charlotte Scott Foundation. A halfway home her and Sofia have recently started operating out of her late grandmother's home.
Tears pool in her eyes, "Grace," she whispers. "I was fortunate to find my happily ever after and I hope this can be a good start at helping others find theirs," I too start to tear up.Damn hormones.
Mila doesn’t try to give the check back. She doesn’t ask questions. She hands the check to over to Alba and hugs me and says, "Thank you."
After promising to keep the news of Mila's pregnancy under wraps until she and Reid see a doctor and choose to share it with the rest of the family, we sit around for the next hour laughing and planning another baby shower. Mine.
Later that eveningwith the house to ourselves Jake and I spend our time together on the back porch watching the sunset and listen to the soothing sounds of the river's current rush downstream. The weather is turning a little cooler, so Jake goes inside and returns with a blanket large enough to wrap around the both of us. Snuggling as close as I can, I warm myself with the heat of his body. Completely content doing nothing, we sit like this until the darkness of nightfall engulfs us and the stars become our only source of light.
"Look," I point to the sky at a falling star. "Hurry, make a wish," I quickly say as it skirts across the midnight sky.
"Marry me," Jake whispers in my ear.
I turn, connecting my eyes with his. "Is that your wish?" I smile warmly at him.
He pushes my curls from my face and nods. "Marry me, Little Bird."
On a breath, I answer, "Okay."
Epilogue
JAKE
"How's my baby girl doing?" I ask Grace who is currently sittin' on my lap with my hand rubbin' circles on her belly.
"You know it could be a boy." She argues back.
The gender of our baby is somethin' we have been debating back and forth over for weeks. Grace insists the baby is a boy and I say it's a girl. I don't care either way, but I like messing with my woman. That and my gut says we will have another daughter and usually, my gut feelings are never wrong. Bringing her hand to rest on top of mine, I intertwine our fingers and stare down at our matching gold bands. Grace and I got married today. Once she agreed to be my wife we didn't waste much time sealing the deal. Neither one of us wanted a big show. When Grace suggested a simple ceremony followed by a party at the clubhouse that was more proof she was the woman for me. So, with our family and close friends, we stood in front of Quinn, me in my jeans and cut, and Grace in a simple pale-yellow dress with her fiery red curls blowin' in the breeze, as we said I do.
"Are you happy, Little Bird?" I murmur into her ear causing her skin to prickle.
Nuzzling further into my embrace, she lets out a sigh of contentment. "I'm the happiest I've ever been. I don't know where I'd be if you had given up on me."
"Never gonna happen, babe. Now kiss your husband."
"Look at you, Prez. You're actin' just like them three." Quinn plops his ass down in a chair next to mine and points across from us to where Logan, Gabriel, and Reid are sittin' with their women on their laps.
"Jealous," Reid jabs back.
"Fuck yeah I'm jealous. I can't wait to be married. It's just takin' a little longer than I expected to seal the deal."
The funny thing is, Quinn is one hundred percent serious. That boy is so hard up over a certain little doctor he can't see straight. The thing about my brother is that he is tenacious. Too bad for him his goofy behavior gets in his way. People don't tend to take him seriously. Those of us who know Quinn know he means business when he's decided he wants something and knows he will stop at nothing to get it. The question is, how long will his Dr. Pretty hold out? Either way, I have no doubt things between the two will come full circle. Hell, if it can happen for me, Logan, Gabriel, and Reid, then it can happen for anyone. We all have overcome so much. Now Logan and Bella are about to have their baby, Reid fought his demons and found happiness with Mila and her daughter, who happens to be Noah's, and even Gabriel found a woman to put up with his grumpy ass.
For a moment, we all fall silent, and I take a moment to gaze around at my surroundings and a smile tugs at my lips at the sight of all the children playing. This time next year mine and Grace's child will be out there.
For the most part, everything with the Kings have gone back to normal. Bennett has made a full recovery and back to doing what he does for the community and Lisa is back to being herself and fussing over everyone in typical momma bear style.
As for the shop, it should be up and running in about a month or so. Reid and Nikolai of course are overseeing the construction. We decided to double the size of the previous building because why the hell not. It was actually Quinn's idea. He suggested since we were all popping kids out left and right, then why not add a playroom or some shit. His words not mine. Logan had mentioned in the past Bella missed work but didn't want to give up being a full-time mom. Grace mentioned she would take the baby with her to the bakery a couple of days out of the week and then find a sitter for the other days. But when Quinn came up with the idea for the garage we all jumped on board. This way kid watching duties could be swapped back and forth between the woman and us. Nobody has to miss out.
The club is also going to build a playroom at the bakery. Grace said she wanted to make the playroom public and possibly hire someone to look after the children. She said that way women or men could come in with their children, let them play while they relaxed with their donuts and coffee. When she questioned a few of her customers about the idea, they were quick to say they thought it was a fantastic concept.
"Holy shit!" Logan's voice booms, bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Did you just pee on him?" Quinn asks Bella.
