Page 69 of Menace

Bren answered with an angry growl. “She didn’t fall, she was pushed.”

Viper looked shocked. “What the fuck? Who pushed her?”

Before I could answer we arrived at the studio and the whole getting Ry and myself safely out of the car started. I waited as I had been ordered to do. I unclipped Ry’s seat and held it as Bren helped me out while Viper stood to the side scanning the surroundings. I suddenly felt very insecure and wanted to get inside as quick as possible. I breathed easier the minute we were walked through the door. Glancing outside I saw Viper standing next to the car with his phone to his ear, a heavy frown on his face. I wondered what that was all about.

“Hey, it’s the baby mama.” Mark teased with a grin. “What did the doc say? How’s our little man?”

“He’s doing great and we’re both fat and healthy.” I joked.

“You’re not fat.” Ink growled as he threw an arm around me. “You’re luscious and those tits are fuckin’ amazin’.”

“Oh my god, stop looking at my boobs.” I rolled my eyes and shoved my elbow into his side.

He only laughed and dragged me closer. “There’s no way in hell I’m gonna stop lookin’ at those beauties, darlin’. They’re spectacular.”

I snorted and rolled my eyes. “Men, you’re all so bloody easy. Flash some boob and you’re all toast.”

“Typical male.” Avery said and shook her head at the guys who were grinning and nodding.

“How old is Ry now?” Liz, one of the tattoo artists asked.

“He’ll be four months on December15th.” I said.

She tilted her head back, her eyes narrowed as the counted in a soft mumble. Then looked back at me.

“So he was born on August 15th, right? That makes him a Leo.”

I nodded already knowing where this was going. She had mentioned it before. More than once.

“Cool, have you given a thought to getting the birth tattoo we were talking about?”

I rolled my eyes at her.

“No, not yet, but I’ve been thinking about it and doing research.”

“You decide what you want and we’ll get it done.” She said with a wink and a grin.

She jumped right into her next question not giving me a chance to answer.

“Have you done his nursery yet? If not I’ll help you paint and do any shit you need me to do.” Liz grinned. “You should think about doing a mural, something fun. Maybe like animals from Africa, you know, lions and elephants and shit.”

I couldn’t stop the laugh even if I tried.

“I’ll think about painting lions and elephants andshiton the walls.”

Laughter rang out and the jittery feeling I’ve had since we arrived at the studio settled. I left them chatting and made my way to the back to settle Ry down for a nap.

The rest of the day went by quick and I was tired when we got home.

I got Ry bathed and fed and settled in his bed, he was asleep when his head touched the bedding.

I wanted a shower before dinner and had a fairly quick one. Once out I dressed in the bathroom before going into my bedroom. I was pulling on a fluffy sock when my phone rang. The caller ID showed unknown number. It could be anyone but it was most probably Janelle from the doctor’s rooms. So I answered.

“Hello.”

“Baby, what did the doc say?” Lucky’s deep voice had me closing my eyes.

How did he know we went to see Ry’s doc?

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