Page 56 of With A Little Luck
The giant alpha is still bent over, dry heaving, but he raises his right hand, shaking his bottle of beer. “This is my first, you fucking dicks.” More gagging. “I need new friends.”
“Food poisoning?” Shaw asks, glancing between me and Knox.
“Pregnancy,” Knox says with a straight face. “Fucked him right up.”
I scoff.
Seriously?
These are the type of people my brother chooses to surround himself with?
Ridge pops up and points at me. “That son of a bitch has been stalking my baby mama forweekswhile I had no idea how to find her.”
“I’ve beenquietly courtinga woman I’m interested in,” I clarify. “I had no ideayouwere who impregnated her.”
“So… This is for real?” Shaw asks with wide eyes. “You knocked someone up?”
Ridge shrugs. “Sure looks that way.”
“I’m so fucking confused,” Shaw says, laughing and thumping Leo in the stomach. “Go make us some popcorn. This is getting good.”
“Make it yourself if you want it.” Leo slaps Shaw’s hand away.
“I’m going back inside to ensure Quincy and her man friend don’t try to escape while no one is around to stop them,” Knox says from near the sliding glass door. “I suggest you get your shit together before coming back inside.”
“Holy fuck,” Ridge groans. “She’s going to have to give birth. I did that to her. She’s going to hate me.”
“I mean, is she dead set on having the baby?” Shaw asks. “Did anyone ask how she’s feeling about the situation, rather than making assumptions?”
“It’s way past that point.” Ridge takes a sip of his beer and mimics the size of Quincy’s stomach with his free hand. “She’s likethispregnant. Super pregnant. Really fucking pregnant.”
“Damn,” Leo and Shaw say in unison.
“Quincy is excited about the prospect of meeting the baby.” My eyes narrow. I am, too, for that matter, not that anyone thought to ask. “But that doesn’t mean you have to be. I’m more than happy to step in and fill the role you seem to want no part of.”
“I will stab you in both eyes while you sleep.” Ridge growls, jabbing his beer in my direction. “Do not fuck with me right now. I found out about the baby an hour ago. I’m allowed to spiral in private!”
“You know, I think you’d be a great dad,” Shaw says, shrugging. “Yeah, it’s a surprise, but it doesn’t automatically have to be a bad one.”
“She’s got a boyfriend,” Ridge hisses.
“Hart is not her boyfriend. He’s her employer,” I clarify.
Fine, yes, I heard them both confirm that they’re now dating, but I refuse to acknowledge that.
I’m her literal soulmate!
I just have to find a way to scare him off before they can bond. If that doesn’t work, I might have to take more extreme measures, but I need to do it in a way that Quincy won’t be upset over.
“She’s been working five or six days a week out of financial necessity,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest. “That’s how the two of them grew closer.”
“Well, you can fix her financial situation, at the very least,” Leo says. “She doesn’t need to be working if she’s that far along.”
“I’m frustrated as fuck,” Ridge growls. “She left that morning! Not me. I don’t go around sticking my dick in anything that moves, and there’s a good reason for that. I don’t want to be anything like my biological father.” He sighs, shaking his head. “But I had no way of finding her. East kept sending me on job after job?—”
“Her grandmother died. She got the call that morning.” I quirk an eyebrow. “She was frazzled and walked out without leaving her number.”
Apparently now I’m lying to protect Quincy.
