Page 14 of Paradox
“Last I checked, yeah,” Charger answers. “I’ve sorta been giving him updates.”
“Traitor.” She smiles over at him.
I check my watch, wondering if Jon came in while I was asleep. He’s supposed to be monitoring her blood pressure. Raven sucks in a sharp breath, and I look over to see her eyes closed, face scrunched in pain.
“That’s it. I’m getting Jon.”
I climb out of bed, hurrying to the door and throwing it open. Gage jumps to his feet, worry plastered on his face.
“Is she okay?” he demands, but I ignore him, running to find Jon.
He’s in our bed, Mikey curled up next to him, a children’s book on his chest. Any other night I’d stand and admire the sight, but not tonight. I gently shake him awake, watching him blink in confusion.
“Fuck. I can’t believe I fell asleep. Mikey woke up—”
“It’s Raven.”
He instantly shifts into doctor mode, heading straight to her. I observe him in his element, so proud of what he does. Despite the fact that he looks at naked women for a living, I’ve never felt the need to be jealous. I know he loves me and wouldn’t cheat on me. Still, I thought the same of Gage. I know he’s not the same man he was when he met Raven, but to think he was with that slut while Raven was going through her depression makes me sick.
Would Jon do that to me? What would I do if he did?
“How do you feel?” Jon asks as he straps on the blood pressure machine.
She glances up at Gage, who’s hovering nervously by the bed.
“My headache’s back, and I have a bit of cramping.”
“Yeah, I’m getting you to the hospital,” Jon says, tossing his instruments in his bag and then glancing up at Gage. “Help me get her to the car.”
“Don’t.” Raven isn’t looking at anyone in particular, but we all know she means Gage. “Don’t touch me.”
Charger jumps into action, assisting Jon in getting her out of bed.
“Ellen, pack her a bag,” Jon instructs.
“We already have one here.” Gage wipes the hurt from his face and moves toward the closet.
Everyone is still sitting around in the bar, getting to their feet as we pass through.
“What’s going on?” Daddy asks.
“I’m getting her to the hospital,” Jon answers. “Her blood pressure is through the roof.” He pulls his phone from his pocket, dialing a number and putting it to his ear. “This is Dr. Jon Emerson. I’m bringing in a patient, female, nineteen years old and thirty-two-weeks pregnant with multiples.”
I drown out his voice, following them as fear begins to take hold. This is happening. I could meet my nieces or nephews tonight. Or I could lose them. Christ, this is a disaster. And it’s all because of my stupid brother and his inability to keep his dick out of that whore.
“You motherfucker!” Daddy strides behind Gage. “This is all your fault. Anything happens to that woman or those babies—”
“Enough, Pop! I’m not in the mood for your shit.”
Daddy doesn’t say another word, but his glare speaks volumes. Jon and Charger help Raven into the car, and then Jon turns to me, kissing my forehead.
“I’ll call you from the hospital, babe.” He turns to Gage. “You coming?”
“I’ll follow. I don’t think she wants me with her.”
Damn it. He’s right. I better make sure I tag along so I can be there for her.
“Daddy, keep an eye on Mikey.” I turn to Gage, smacking him on the back of the head. “Come on, asshole. Let’s get you the hospital.”
