Page 42 of Lani

I smile widely at the ceiling, basking in this beautiful moment. “You have a doctor’s appointment in thirty minutes. We need to leave in a minute,” Trey interrupts the moment and helps me out of bed like I’m fragile.

“I can get out of bed just fine,” I tease them, but my heart is beyond light right now.

Trey just smiles. “Let me baby you? You’re growing our child right now and you’re doing all of the work, but the only thing we can do is take care of you.”

Since he put it that way, I can understand why he insists on treating me like I’m made of spun sugar. “Okay, you can take care of me all you want.”

Vinny snorts. “We always take care of you.” He smacks my ass before he grabs a pair of leggings and a shirt.

He hands them to me, and I get dressed. I sit down on the bed and Trey brushes my hair for me.

This is love.

Words mean a lot, but their actions mean so much more. It’s the small things that mean to the most to me.

We walk to the truck and both of them have a hand on me somewhere. Lynn and Michaela are outside playing on the playset that Danny bought for her.

Danny has decided to prospect for the MC and he’s already a favorite of the guys. They like that he has a military background.

I can see a huge difference in Vinny. He’s much happier, but the biggest difference is the girls.

They’ve changed right before my eyes. I am in awe of how much they have changed. They’ve come out of their shell. They’re themselves now and it’s beautiful.

Lynn sassed Danny for picking on her the other day and I wanted to cheer her on because that is such a huge deal for her.

She’s still scared of me, both she and Etta are, but they also know that not everyone is out to hurt them and are learning to trust a little each and every day.

The ride to the doctor’s office is nerve wracking. What if the test was a fluke? What if I'm not really pregnant and I break their hearts?

I look over at Vinny, who is grinning from ear to ear. Usually we would be on the back of the bike, but since I could be pregnant, the truck is much safer.

We walk into the clinic and are taken straight back. They do blood work on me and I’m taken to the back of the clinic to change into a gown and wait for the doctor.

Trey and Vinny each hold my hands. “Are you nervous?” Vinny asks.

I let out a deep breath. “I’m scared that I’m not pregnant. I already have my hopes up. I want to be a mom so bad,” I admit honestly.

Trey stands up and hugs me. “Angel, if you aren’t pregnant, then it’s not the time for us. Things happen when things are meant to happen.” He kisses the back of my hand and sits back down in the chair.

The door opens and I stop breathing, waiting for the doctor’s verdict. “Well it looks like you’re pregnant!” She grins at me.

Relief fills my whole body. The guys squeeze my hands. She asks some questions and I tell her when my last period was.

“NO!” I hear someone yell at the top of their lungs outside the doors. I jump, startled at the loud and unexpected noise.

Trey gets up and looks outside the door, but no one is there. I laugh uneasily. “Uhh, do you have ghosts here?” I ask the doctor, and she looks just as confused as I do.

That was really weird.

Trey sits back down and takes my hand again, the doctor getting back to business.

She has me lie back to do a vaginal ultrasound, and the guys spot the wand. “What the fuck is that? Is that going up your…?” Trey stops and stands up like he’s going to snatch it out of the doctor’s hands.

I laugh. “Trey, that’s how she does an ultrasound since I’m still very early,” I point out. He reluctantly sits down, but I can see he is still on edge about it.

Trey holds my hand but doesn’t take his eyes off of the doctor, and I relax and look at the screen next to the bed.

The screen is fuzzy. She pushes a few buttons and then I hear this whooshing sound. “That is your baby’s heartbeat. You’re around seven weeks along.”

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