Page 6 of Broken Deeds MC: Second Generation 12

There’s enough space between us when I let myself drift off to sleep.

I feel something pressing against my chest.The weight shifts when I open my eyes and catch Lyla push herself away from me.

With a groggy voice she murmurs, “Sorry.I totally used you as a heater and a nice pillow.”

She throws her hands into the air and stretches.“I don’t think I’ve slept this well in weeks.Going away was the right decision.Good thing I have this room for the next few days.”

“It’s not the bed giving you a great night’s sleep, it’s the company,” I tell her and swing my legs off the mattress.

“Sure it is.”She snorts as she heads into the bathroom.

At least she’s not throwing me out the door or giving me shit for staying.

A handful of minutes later she saunters back into the room, throws a thumb over her shoulder and says, “Bathroom is yours if you need to pee.You can use my toothbrush if you like.I mean, we managed to merge DNA inside my belly, so–” She shrugs.

Along with licking her pussy and every inch of her body.Let’s not forget her sucking my cock hard and long enough to swallow a load of cum down her throat.Fuck.The mere thought has me rushing into the bathroom to cover my growing hard on.

I definitely need to shove those thoughts down.With Lyla pregnant, it’s obvious we have to talk shit through first.Though, for me it’s as simple as I’ve mentioned to her; I’m all in.Which means any way, any how I’ll be there for her, and for our child.

Preferably a scenario where she’s my old lady.In my bed every night, my partner standing strong beside me, and both of us raising our kid together.Thank fuck we still have a few months until our little girl is born.A girl.I bet she’ll have the same stunning smile as her mother, along with her gorgeous looks.

I quickly handle my business and step out into the bedroom.“Any morning sickness or do you wanna get some breakfast?”

She shoves her phone into the front pocket of her jeans.“No morning sickness.I feel fine actually.Well, a little drained every now and then, other than that nothing.If only I had morning sickness, I might have known sooner about the pregnancy.”

A scary thought enters my brain, and instead of voicing the words, I ask, “Would it have made a difference?”

Her eyes find mine and I can see the honesty, along with hearing the truth in her voice when she says, “No.”

“Good.”I give her a tight nod.

“So, coffee along with pancakes, fruit, an omelet, hash browns, and bacon.Oh, and oatmeal.”

The corner of my mouth twitches.“Okay, let’s go, woman.I’m gonna get you everything you want.”

She narrows her eyes.“You’re not going to nag about me drinking coffee?I mean, you don’t have shit to say about how I look, what I wear, eat, drink, or whatever since we’re not together and all.”

I step closer and pinch her chin between my forefinger and thumb to tilt her head and keep my gaze locked with hers when I tell her, “A number on the scale doesn’t have any influence on me to tell you your ass is fucking magnificent.As for clothes?You make anything look good ’cause all I see is you.I like you for you, Lyla.And coffee, isn’t it common knowledge one or two cups a day while being pregnant is perfectly fine?”

A grin slides across her face.“You’re winning points in my book.”

“Keeping a score?If so, be prepared to have the pants charmed right off that sexy ass of yours, Lyla.Because baby or not, I’m not afraid to admit I still crave you and definitely want you as my old lady.”

Shit.Why did I throw it out there?Especially when she pulls her chin from my touch and stalks to the door.

“You’re paying for breakfast, but we’re taking my car,” she announces and walks out.

Everything is fine with me if I get to be with her.Yet, I’m very aware she’s here while I’m in the middle of working on a serial killer case.I should call my president and tell him to get her away from here.But I can’t.I feel as if I have one shot at getting close to her again and I don’t want to blow it.

When the truth came out about my prez and her brother arranging the appointment with her to get my cock pierced, she dumped my ass.Since then, she’s not said a word to me and I hated it.I’ve tried many times to get her to talk to me, but she shut me down every damn time and eventually blocked my number.Until last night.So, this is my one chance and I’m not going to fuck it up.

A woman strolls toward us and gives Lyla a beaming smile.“Going out for breakfast I presume?”

“Yes.”Lyla grins.“I’ll swing by later to check in, is that okay?”

The woman waves her hand.“No worries.Enjoy your breakfast.”

Lyla waves and walks off to her car.I get into the front seat and it fucking feels like a sardine can.My pregnant girl–damn that sounds nice–chuckles when she glances my way.She did this on purpose.

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