Page 21 of The Club Princess

Jack tries to stand, but Dodge and Razer pounce on him, pushing him on his stomach. He squirms, trying to buck them off. I haunch down, tracing our club’s logo on his right shoulder with the tip of the knife. Jack flinches at the cold of the metal, an incoherent blubbering mess before Razer pushes his face into the carpet to silence him.

“If you think this will hurt, imagine what it will feel like when we cut off your dick,” I whisper down to Jack. I pinch right above the tattoo, pull on it, and bring the knife down, starting to skin our brand from him. He lets out an ear-piercing wail as Dodge and Razer tighten their holds. Blood pools down my hands and his back as I pull the flap of skin away, holding it up for the men to see. I stand, and one of the crew holds out a bag for me to throw it in.

“You all know why he’s been stripped. Dodge gets the final blow, but you’re all welcome to a piece.” My gaze lingers off the gathered men inside the room, and I know a few more wait in the hallway.

I walk into the attached bathroom to wash my hands and take a deep breath as Jack’s screams start up again. Watching the blood swirl in the white porcelain bowl under the water, I allow myself one moment of grievance for the man I thought was a brother. Then I push him away and exhale in relief, knowing the long nights of research and waiting are over. I could focus entirely on Mikayla and our baby.

Mikayla

“Areyouexcited,Mama?”Nurse Jackie beams.

“How about you, Grandpa?” She glances at Shaw, her cheeks tinting with blush.

Shaw laughs. “We’re so excited. I had to basically fight Gage to be here instead.”

Jackie giggles and hands me the cup to collect the urine sample. She barely glances at me as she does, her eyes still bright as they’re focused on Shaw.

Jealousy burns in me, and I glare between the two. Shaw smirks as he catches the look, and I huff, tossing my hair over my shoulder and going to the bathroom.

I know I’m being ridiculous and that I technically have no right to even assert some claim over him. I’m more with Gage than him, even if he likes to fuck me in the middle of the night while I’m sleeping.

Once I relieve some of the pressure on my bladder and write my name on the cup, I wash up and go back into the room in a lighter mood. Jackie can flirt all she wants; my daddy is hot, but he is mine.

She pats the chair when she sees me. “Let’s find out what we’re having, Mama.”

I smile, adjusting my leggings to my lower hips. Laying down, I lift my shirt and look at Shaw. His eyes roam over my swollen belly, his unmasked heat burning in them, making me horny.

His tongue peeks out between his lips before he leans back in the chair, opening his legs further. I smirk, knowing he’s gotten hard.

Flinching when Jackie applies the gel to my stomach, I glance at the monitor on the wall in front of me as she pulls out the ultrasound wand.

“Alrighty, let’s see if Baby wants to cooperate today.”

All of us watch the monitor as she moves the wand around on my belly. She clicks around on the keyboard in front of her, making comments on how the baby is measuring well and within normal range.

“Jesus,” Shaw says.

I glance at him, smiling at his awestruck face. “It’s crazy, huh? Seeing them makes it so real.”

He swallows, nodding.

Jackie laughs. “Men don’t get the fun part of feeling the little bugger moving around, stretching out that belly, and trying hard to crack those ribs.”

“Ha, no,” I agree, having to hold back my hand from rubbing my stomach. “They haven’t gotten that bad yet.”

“There we go! Good baby, flashing us and making it easy.”

Shaw makes a choked noise, and I snicker.

Jackie puts the wand back and hands me some towels. “You want me to tell you? Or just print it out.”

“Print it out,” Shaw says, and my eyebrows crease, looking at him in confusion. He winks, and I frown again.

She puts the ultrasound photos in an envelope, and Shaw snatches them before I have a chance. I narrow my eyes. If he thinks he can keep what I’m having from me, he has another thing coming.

“Anything else?” Shaw asks.

Jackie shakes her head. “Nope, we’re all set. I’m sure Diana will call to set up your next appointment. Have a good day, Mama.”

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