Page 51 of Lani

I know he would never ever hurt me, but I’m scared for her. She grabs her bag and runs out of the room then out of the house. I can hear the front door slam shut.

“Fucking bitch.” Andy shakes his hand at the door she just went out of.

“I need a new ob-gyn now.” I rub my face, aggravated that she behaved this way. She didn’t just disrespect me, she disrespected Trey.

“My sister is an amazing doctor. She’s absolutely the sweetest! She usually doesn’t accept new patients, but she would for me,” Andy tells us.

“If she’s anything like you, Andy, I will love her.”

Andy’s eyes fill with tears. “Girl, I love you!” He hugs me, causing him to jostle me, and I try to hold back the vomit again.

“Oops, I’m sorry!” When he hears Vinny growl, Andy takes out his phone and leaves the room to call his sister.

He comes in the room a minute later. “She’ll be here in ten or fifteen minutes. She lives close by, right beside the MC property actually.”

I reach for the trashcan. I try to vomit, but I have nothing else to throw up. My stomach heaves.

“God, I wish I could take it from you,” Vinny whispers and presses his face against the small of my back while I’m hunched over the trashcan.

This is miserable.

I settle back in bed, and the guys tuck the blanket around me. “She’s outside the gate.” Andy walks down and I breathe in and out of my mouth.

Trey runs his fingers down the top of my head, soothing me, and I close my eyes, trying to relax.

“This is my sister Anna.” I open my eyes and I smile at the petite woman that looks so much like Andy.

“I guess this is my patient?” She looks at me and walks over. Trey scoots down, but he’s keeping a close eye on her. I can tell he’s still on edge from what happened.

“Andy told me you’ve been throwing up nonstop for the last hour?”

“Yes, it just came on suddenly. I’m around eight weeks pregnant. I was shot a week ago and I’ve been on bed rest since.”

“First I’d like to check on your wound to make sure it’s not infected.” I sit up and Vinny pulls down my shirt. Anna takes off the bandage and looks at my shoulder.

“It’s healing nicely!” she says cheerfully.

“I think you may just have a stomach bug. Let’s hope that it’s not extreme morning sickness, but we’ll deal with that if we have to. When was the last time you had an ultrasound?”

“Just three or four days ago,” Vinny tells her.

She smiles. “Good, good. First, I can tell she’s dehydrated, and I’ll add in some medicine for her stomach that should settle it.”

She walks over to her bag. “Andy, can you put that together for me?” She motions to an IV stand.

“So, fluids for you, sweetheart, and medicine for your stomach. Try to relax as much as possible, and Andy, if you can, some soup would be helpful.”

Around an hour or so later, I feel much better. The fluids and the medicine did the trick. Andy is making some homemade soup and the smell is driving me crazy.

Doctor Anna left the guys her personal number to call her if I get sick like that again and she’ll be over. The guys will have taken her to heart, without a doubt.

“I really want to shower.”

Trey slides out of bed and picks me up bridal style. “Your wish is my command, darlin’.” Vinny walks in ahead of us and starts the water.

Trey sets me down onto the bathroom counter. “Do you know this place is perfect for…” I trail off, giving them my best come-fuck-me look.

Vinny laughs and gives me the look. “Baby, are you wanting your pussy ate?” He splits the distance, rubbing my inner thighs.

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