Page 28 of Revelations

By the time I return to the bedroom after taking care of business, Wade has Genesis back up on the bed the way she should be laying. He hasn’t pulled the covers up over her yet so I can clean her. Walking up, I gently spread her legs and use the washcloth to clean the mess Wade left behind. Genesis’ eyes pop open and she stares at me with shock.

“No one’s ever cleaned you up and taken care of you after havin’ sex?” I ask her, already knowing the answer as tears form in her eyes.

“No. I’ve taken care of this myself. There was never this much mess before though. Wade, you didn’t use a condom, did you?” she asks, her face turning red once more as I finish cleaning her up and move to take care of the washcloth.

“No, Angel. I wasn’t thinkin’. I’m sorry. I’m clean. Dylan and I get tested once a month and we always use condoms. Not necessarily with one another, but if we do have sex with a woman, a condom is always used,” he answers her, covering her up and sliding in the bed next to her as I enter the room againand take the opposite side of the bed. “I don’t think it would be so bad if you got pregnant with our baby, Genesis. I get it if you’re not ready and that’s okay. We can start usin’ condoms from now on.”

“I’m not on birth control or anything. I can’t afford it. I typically go to the walk-in clinic for my yearly appointment because I don’t have health insurance for myself. Matie has insurance so he’s always able to be seen by a doctor and taken care of for his monthly check-ups and in case he gets sick. Everythin’ just costs too much for me and I’ll always take care of him,” she informs us as I pull her into my arms and hold her close while Wade follows her and closes in on her other side until there’s no space between the three of us.

“You’re such a good mom, Sweetness. We aren’t leavin’ so we can figure somethin’ out to get you insurance. Wade and I have pretty good healthcare through the various club’s businesses. Once we get married, you, Matie, and any kids we have in the future can all be added to our plan. Get some sleep and then we’ll take a shower and go back to the clubhouse to hang out with everyone for a while before comin’ home to get Matie to bed,” I tell her, looking down to find her already asleep with a soft smile on her face.

Looking at Wade, he buries his face in her neck and I know he’s feeling the same shit I am right now. If there was any doubt that Genesis was made for us, she just blew that out of the water. She’s perfect for us in every single way and we’ll figure everything out as we move forward together. Closing my eyes, I let sleep claim me knowing I’ll wake up as soon as Genesis or Wade do. The day is still young and I know our family members want to spend time with Genesis so they can keep getting to know her better. For now, they’ll be okay with taking care of Matie while we have a nap.

Chapter Nineteen

Genesis

THE LAST WEEK things with the guys have changed. I’m not sure if it’s better or if I’m even ready for the relationship we’re now apparently in. Dylan and Wade are with me every minute of the day they’re not at work or sleeping. Doc still hasn’t cleared me to return to work despite my change in position at Enchantment. I’ve been using my arm a little bit here and there while also attending physical therapy. That’s fucking killing me, but I’ll do whatever is necessary to be cleared to return to work and not have to worry about someone being with me all the time with Matie. For the next few months my life will consist of therapy three times a week. Since Devil and Wade work opposite shifts, one of them will always be available to take me and then hang out with Matie once I’m done and back at the house. Physical therapy exhausts me and makes the ache that was starting to go away come back full force. Some days, it feels as if I’m in as much pain as when my shoulder was dislocated by Ricky’s men.

Dylan and Wade have also moved into the bedroom with me. Well, we’ve moved into the master bedroom up on the second floor of the house. The bed in there is one of the largest I’ve ever seen and it’s so damn comfortable. Our room has its own bathroom attached to it and the shower is more than bigenough to fit the three of us with plenty of room to spare. Yes, we’ve broken it in along with almost every single room in the house. We have a walk-in closet as well. My clothes don’t even fill the dresser and it’s pathetic. But, I’ve noticed new clothes appearing over the last few days that I know I haven’t bought. These guys are spoiling me and I don’t know how to feel about it. I’ve never had anyone buy me things just because they wanted to. Dylan keeps assuring me they both have more money than they know what to do with at such a young age so it’s nothing to get Matie and I everything we need and want.

Matie has a nursery that we’ll convert to his room once he gets older and knows what he wants in his room. There’s a large crib that converts into a toddler bed when he’s too big for it. We’ll buy him a new mattress at that point and change out what he doesn’t need in there. Right now, he’s got a changing table, rocking chair, the crib, and a toy box. Everything is handmade and carved with the club’s colors. All the kids have a matching set of furniture like this from a man named Pops. He’s a member of a different club the Phantom Bastards have ties to called the Wild Kings. I would love to meet him from the stories I’ve been told about him. Anyway, the toy box is stuffed full of age appropriate toys and his closet is full of clothing I’ve never seen before.

When I asked the guys how the furniture got here so quickly, they told me that Pops is always building it for the future of the clubs and one of their Prospects drove it down. Apparently, Tank is a member of the same club. He’s not here anymore, but I did get a chance to meet him. Before Maddie and him left, I did ask them to thank Pops for me. Maddie is Dylan’s aunt and she’s a great woman. I can’t believe the triplets I also met briefly are her sons. They’re so tall and take after Tank. To think of her carrying all three of them at the same time mademe squeeze my legs together in pain. Everyone laughed because I don’t honestly know if multiples run in my family. It could be something the guys and I have to worry about if I ever do get pregnant.

Anyway, we’ve made adjustments in the house and things seem to be getting better every day we spend together. We all drive one another a little crazy every now and then, but I think that’s to be expected. The guys don’t know how to put their dirty clothes in the hamper when they take them off. Instead, they land on the floor and that’s where they remain until I walk through and pick them up. Wade gets driven mad because I’m always cleaning. I worry they’ll get tired of the mess Matie can make when he’s playing in the living room. He tries to assure me that a little mess from him playing throughout the day isn’t a big deal and it’s just a part of life. Messes are expected and can be cleaned at a later time of the day. When I cook or bake, I’m always cleaning along the way as well. Again, Wade goes crazy and tries to distract me so I don’t clean. It never works.

Today, I’m sitting at the clubhouse with Sam and Shy. The other ol’ ladies are at work and Morgan is resting. She’s not feeling good and I have a feeling I know what’s wrong with her. It seems she spent the night with the Prospect she likes and she can’t be certain they used condoms every time they had sex. I’m not sure if she’s happy about the possibility of being pregnant or scared to death. I’ve seen the two of them talking since they slept together, but she’s not sure if he’s into her the way she’s into him or not. I’m keeping her secret because it’s not my business to share.

As Shy brings us in some lunch while Sam holds Matie, my phone starts vibrating on the table in front of me. The guys got me a new phone yesterday because they said mine was trash and I had to agree with them. Once it was found behindEnchantment, the screen was busted to hell and it wouldn’t even turn on after I tried to charge it. King looked at it for me and determined it was just too damn old to bother fixing. That it would honestly cost more to fix than it was worth. So, we went to the phone store yesterday and we picked out a new phone. I tried to get the simplest one they had, but Dylan and Wade weren’t having it.

Devil is sleeping and Wade’s working so it wouldn’t be one of them. Picking it up, I see a number I don’t recognize on the screen. Looking up at Sam and Shy, they immediately move closer to me. Shy nods for me to answer the call and find out who it is. Yes, they know all about the situation with Melinda and Ricky.

“Hello,” I answer the phone hesitantly and wait for the person calling to respond.

“Is this Miss Genesis Camden?” a woman asks me, her voice upbeat and cherry as part of me relaxes the slightest bit.

“It is. May I ask who’s calling?” I return, putting the phone on speaker when Shy motions me to.

“This is Regina from Cedar Bay hospital. I’m calling on behalf of a woman named Virginia Camden. She says she’s your mother and would like you to come see her at the hospital. There is a man claiming to be her husband in with her right now, but they are insistent about seeing you,” Regina tells me, shocking the hell out of me because I don’t know anyone named Virginia Camden.

“Um, I don’t know anyone by that name. Are you sure she gave you my name and number?” I question her, not sure why I’m bothering because I’m literally on the phone right now. “Can you tell me what’s wrong with her?”

“I’m afraid I can’t give out patient information over the phone. Mrs. Camden has signed a waiver allowing the staff to talk to you once you get here. Until then, she just asks that you please show up because they need to see you with their own eyes,” Regina says, a gentle voice filling the common room as I spot Dylan making his way to us.

“Regina, I’m sorry. This has to be some kind of cruel joke someone is playing. I’ve never met my parents. I’ve been in foster care since the day I was born and could leave the hospital. No one could ever tell me about my parents and I was led to believe that my last name came from the street the hospital is on. I wasn’t born in Cedar Bay so I’m not sure how you do things there. Please, don’t call me again with this. It’s very hurtful,” I tell her, hanging up the phone as Dylan lifts me in his arms and sits down in the chair he just took me from.

“Sweetness, what’s wrong?” he asks, wrapping his arms tight around my body and holding me close as I sob and shake in his arms.

“That was supposedly some woman from the hospital in Cedar Bay. She told me that a woman named Virginia Camden is there and asking for me. Regina, the woman who called me, said this woman is claiming to be my mother. And there’s a man there with her claiming to be her husband. I honestly have no clue why someone would play such a cruel prank on me like this, Dylan? Is this Ricky behind it? I don’t know what to do or think about this situation,” I tell him, starting to sob all over again as I bury my face in his shoulder and try to shut the world around me out.

“I don’t know what’s goin’ on, Sweetness. I will figure it out though. I’m gonna call Wade and talk to King to see if he can figure out if these people are legitimate or if they’re tryin’ to fuck you over. Once we know more information, I’ll come back totalk to you so you can make a decision about what to do. Wade is gonna be pissed this shit is happenin’. When he comes in the clubhouse, let him love on you, Sweetness. He’s gonna need it,” Dylan tells me but makes no move to get up or stop holding me.

Instead he holds me tighter to his body and I get that he needs this just as much as he’s claiming Wade will need it when he gets here. I don’t think much about it as I try to stop sobbing. When my tears dry up and I finally get myself back under control, I push off of Dylan so he can go do what he has to. Sam and Shy remain with me as Annabell and Savannah join us with their kids. I love seeing all the kids around the clubhouse and it only makes me hate Liz that much more for wanting to banish them from the clubhouse because she’s a selfish bitch.

I have no clue how much time has passed since I got the call and Dylan held me. He’s been gone for a long time doing whatever it is he’s trying to do to help me figure this shit out. Wade got here a few minutes after Dylan left me in the common room with his mom and grandma. He immediately picked me up and held me close while sitting back in my chair with me in his lap. Wade hasn’t let me go since he walked in the clubhouse. He hasn’t talked to anyone but me either.

“Sweetness, Wade. You guys need to come back to King’s room with me,” Dylan says, walking up to us and pulling us both out of our heads.

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