Intricate Love (Sinful Souls MC #2)(44)
His face softens, and he makes his way over to me. “I thought that much was obvious, I wouldn’t fucking be here if I didn’t.” I rest my head on his shoulders and he pulls me in under his arm, kissing me on the head. I sigh.
“I love you too, you know. I’m just frustrated that you can’t tell me what is going on.” His body stills, and he brings my face up to his, searching my eyes for something; I don’t know what, but he is looking deep. He eventually blows out a ton of air and gets up from the bed.
“Stay here until you find a place, Vicky. I’ll stay at the clubhouse.” He then walks out of the room, picks up his keys and leaves; with the final thing I hear being the deep rumble of his bike. A single tear drops from my eye, as I realise that him and I may never work.
Little princess
I pull into my new apartment, and I love it. It’s exactly what I need; with two bedrooms and a modern lay out, this will be perfect for when my little button comes along.
“Okay, that’s everything, let’s go and set up her room!” Alaina says; clapping her hands excitedly. I am wearing my usual pregnancy get up; yoga pants and a t-shirt, my long hair in a loose twist bun on the top of my head, with a pink bandana tied to the front. Don’t judge me; I’m 8 months pregnant and moving house. Luckily, the boys all helped us move.
“Do you know what is going on with Blake?” I ask Alaina. She looks to me with a small smile.
“He’s trying to sort through some stuff right now, and someone is making threats. He wants this Vicky, he really does, but right now I understand why he needs to keep you distant; in fact, I support it.” I continue to pack all the clothes into the drawers, getting slightly frustrated with all the cryptic comments that I have had to put up with.
“That’s all I have been hearing. The way I see it, he doesn’t want me, and I can’t—” I feel a tightening pull in my lower tummy, “Oh fuck.” I clutch my bump and Alaina looks to me.
“What? Now? REALLY!” she exclaims, with excitement in her voice.
“Alaina, I can’t go into labour now, I am a month early!” I start to panic; that’s when it feels as if a bucket of water has gone down my thighs. “Shit, my water just broke.”
Alaina starts to run around the room, and if I weren’t freaking out right now, it would make me laugh.
“Okay, where is your hospital bag? Tell me you have packed a hospital bag, Vicky!” She knows me too well, I am so disorganised and I leave things to the last minute, the complete opposite of what she is. I put my hand up to my forehead.
“Fuck. Okay, just throw some body suits, her baby blankets and baby wraps into the bag for now, I’ll get Blake to come back and get the rest.” She nods her head, and while she is doing that, I begin to throw things into my bag. Once everything is packed, we get downstairs and Alaina starts to make her way to her car.
“Um, Lain? No offence, but my car is faster; there is no way I am risking it in your little hatchback.”
She rolls her eyes at me. “Hand them over, speed racer.” I hand her my keys and get into the car.
We hit the highway and Alaina is going well over the speed limit.
“I need to call Blake,” I realize aloud. I pick up my phone and dial his number; he picks up quickly, like always.
“Hey—” I cut him off.
“Blake, I’m in labour, Lain is driving me to the hospital now.”
“Shit! Okay, I’ll meet you there.”
After hanging up the phone, my contractions shoot in deeper.
“Fuck Alaina, I don’t know if I can make it there.” She glances over to me.
“Oh no you don’t, don’t you fucking do this shit to me Vicky, we are three minutes away.”
Pulling up to the hospital, Alaina jumps out and starts screaming that I need help because I am about to push a baby out on this very road, making doctors and nurses rush over to me. They place me on a bed and just as they wheel me into my room, I begin to push.
“Vicky, you are going to have to slow down hon; the next contraction you get, I want you to breathe through it, okay? It is going to hurt but if you push, you will end up with stitches from here to Africa; and trust me, you don’t want those,” the doctor says to me calmly. I nod my head and look up to the door, just as Blake comes crashing in. He comes straight to the side of my bed, kissing me on the forehead and taking my hand into his.
“I’m here baby, and I got you. Let’s meet our little princess.”
After only a couple of pushes, and no pain relief, I am now the proud mommy of a beautiful blonde haired, blue-eyed little girl. I know everyone says that their baby is the most beautiful little girl they have ever seen, but that is because they haven’t seen little Pipper Carolee Rendon. Carolee is a mix between my mother’s and Blake’s sister’s nickname. When she found out that Blake and I were having a baby, she was so excited. Even though she hadn’t then met me, we talk almost every week.