“How are you feeling?” I benched my own issues and turned to the other woman who was trying to hide the fact that she was scared about everything that was going on and not doing a very good job of it. No wonder Connor watched over her like a bear with a cub, it was cute to see, and gave me a little bit of hope for my own situation.
“I don’t know. I’m excited and scared and happy all at once. I’m pregnant and unmarried and I can’t leave my house because a bunch of crazy people, are out to get us apparently. Not to mention the fact that Connor has lost his mind and has a list a mile long of my dos and don’ts, mostly don’ts.
Other than that I’m peachy, but we were talking about you. Are you planning on sticking around?” I was wondering how long it was going to take before someone came right out and asked me that. Zak didn’t count, besides he never asked, more like ordered.
“I don’t know, I want to but…” I cut myself off before I said too much. It was only fair that Zak should be the first one to know, but boy was I dreading what was coming. With Zak things could go either way, he could be very understanding, or he could go off the rails completely. It was too late to turn back now though, I’d already set the ball in motion and in a few short hours my life was going to be changed forever. Hopefully it would be for the good.
I was almost tempted to call my mom and tell her not to come, but in the end I buckled down and let it be. Please just let it be okay.
***
DANI
“I think something’s wrong with Vanessa.” I’d left her in the window seat and headed back to the living room with the others. “What do you mean, is she sick?” Gaby stopped halfway to her seat. We were just sitting around cooling our heals since the men had pretty much forbidden us to do anything more than sit and look at the four walls. Connor was being even more of a tyrant than usual and I despaired of having a moment’s peace for the next few months until the baby came. I’ve never seen such a strong man lose it over a pregnancy before in my life.
It’s like we were transported back to the seventeenth century when conditions were tentative at best and the birth rate was a lot sketchier. As much as I tried convincing him that everything would work out fine, he wasn’t having it. And now with this new development things were going to be a lot worst.
Now we were cooped up in the house under strict orders to stay put, with two relative strangers. I liked Vanessa, she seemed cool and she tried to protect Gaby and I from those goons the day before, which more than upped her in my estimation, but she seemed troubled somehow.
“No not sick, but there’s definitely something.” I took the cup of tea Gaby passed me and waited until she was seated. Susie as usual was just taking it all in. We knew her and her family from the town of course, but we’d never had occasion to hang out together, so we didn’t really know that much about her. She seemed okay, even though I got the sense she thought Gaby and I were idiots for letting the men boss us around.
From what little Connor had let slip, if she was sniffing around Cord she was in for a rude awakening though, because apparently, he was worse than Connor or Logan, if you can imagine that one.
“I think she and Zak used to be an item once before and something went wrong, and now they’ve been thrown together again.” Gaby folded her legs beneath her and took a sip of her tea after imparting that little tidbit. I could see where that might not be the easiest thing, especially since these men didn’t seem to have much give in them.
“The two of them seemed to be getting along fine at breakfast; no there’s something else going on.” Whatever it was we weren’t gonna figure it out by guessing so we moved on to talk of the wedding.
“I know one thing, Logan had better figure out how we’re gonna get to the dress shop for our appointments in a couple days or there’s gonna be hell to pay.”
“Oh hush Gaby, you know darn well that you’re not gonna step foot off this property if he says no; besides, we’re in enough trouble as it is so don’t you go getting any ideas.”
“Shows how much you know. These men are crazy about babies haven’t you noticed? Lo will let me get away with anything because I’m carrying his son. You should see him, totally gone.”
Vanessa came back into the room just then and I wish I understood the look on her face. I’d noticed it when we were on the way to the hospital talking about babies; there was definitely something there. But as soon as it appeared, it went away.
“Yeah I know, Con’s the same way, but that don’t mean he won’t go upside my head if I try a stunt like that again. So no more of your brilliant ideas.”