Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 90721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
“Ma’am, you can hold him, just bring him over here.” The x-ray tech instructed, indicating a small stool with the x-ray machine in front of me.
As they brought the metal vest over to me, they started asking routine questions.
“Is there any chance you could be pregnant?” The tech asked.
Pfft. Yeah right. Sebastian and I had been using birth control ever since we’d first had sex. Well, most of the time, but my period hadn’t indicated anything yet. Nor did I feel like I was pregnant. “No.”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
When I hesitated, they persisted in that line of questioning. “What type of birth control are you on? Are you sexually active?”
My mouth opened and closed like a guppy. “Well, condoms. And yes. Why does this matter?” I wondered.
“If you do happen to be pregnant, this could harm the fetus. It’s against hospital regulations to perform this x-ray with someone that could potentially be pregnant. They always make us ask.” The tech explained.
“Just let me have him. I’ll do it. I can’t be pregnant.” He teased, but his expression was still dazed.
I passed the weeping Johnny over to Sebastian, and backed out of the room, coming to a stop at the edge of the wall and sliding down to my knees.
“What the hell?” I muttered.
However, the more I sat and thought about it, the more I started realizing a few things.
One, I hadn’t had a period this month.
Although it was unusual for them to be off, I’d attributed the change in period to the accident that had held me from work for nearly three weeks.
But now, I had to wonder...could I be pregnant?
Would I be happy if I were pregnant?
I was happy now.
Ever since I had taken Sebastian’s property patch, things had changed.
Sebastian was more open about everything that was going on.
I found myself flooded with information about the club, and not all of it was even from Sebastian. Trance spoke to me. Loki spoke to me. Porter spoke to me. Porter’s wife, Minnie, spoke to me. Hell, even Silas spoke to me.
I’d attended multiple barbeques. We’d go out to lunch and have one of the guys join us. We’d be relaxing at Sebastian’s home, or mine, and one of the Wardens would show up to hang.
Motorcycles became a constant and permanent fixture on my driveway.
Everyone loved my house because I had a pool that was perfect for playing volleyball in, and I had a new large deck that held a lot of people.
With the addition of Sebastian’s new grill, it was a fun, safe place to enjoy a little break.
However, there were things I didn’t like.
For instance, I was on the receiving end of all kinds of petty women’s tongue-lashings.
The club whores didn’t like me; mainly it was because I didn’t allow any of them in my house, and because I just plain didn’t like them.
I wasn’t looking down on them for what they did; I looked down on them for how they acted. It was like high school all over again. All the women were rude, snappy, and hateful. They were also mean to Kettle’s new girlfriend the one time he had persuaded her to come to a barbeque at the clubhouse.
And she’d never been back, which made me dislike the whores even more.
There were only so many times I could handle the glares and petty comments before I snapped, and if their antics kept up, my control would be non-existent. Sebastian was mine, and they just needed to get that through their hair sprayed skulls.
Another thing I disliked was how Sebastian would just...disappear. His father would call him, and he’d jump. Every single time. It didn’t happen often, but when it did, Sebastian would be out the door and on the road in the next instant, expecting me to be there when he got back.
The door to X-ray opened, emitting a very exasperated looking Sebastian carrying a very angry Johnny. “I want my Monster!”
The smile that overtook my face made the scowl on Sebastian’s face disappear.
“They look at the x-rays yet?” I asked as I took Johnny from his arms.
Sebastian relinquished him readily, looking a little frazzled around the edges.
I’d heard Johnny screaming the entire time they were in there, but it must’ve been a lot worse inside for Sebastian to look so roughed up.
“Not yet. They’re making sure they have a clear one. He was moving a lot.” Sebastian shook his head.
The doctor entered their room a few minutes after they were settled with the X-ray film and a grimace. He walked straight to the light that they hung the films up on and turned it on before placing the film over it.
With only one glance, I knew it was broken.
I couldn’t help but cringe as I saw the very obvious separation in the bone that was supposed to be together.
“As you can see, it’s broken. This is the ulna here that you’re seeing. We’re going to put a cast on, and you’ll have a follow up with your pediatrician in 48 hours. Once that’s done, they’ll let you know what they want to do from there. We’re just going to go ahead and do the waterproof one, since he’s only three. It takes a bit longer, but I think it’ll be worth it. We’ll have to sedate him though. Which means we’ll have to get an IV started.” He said, grimacing.
I figured out that trying to give a child an IV was much like giving a cat a bath. When they didn’t want to be there, it became extremely hard to do without getting your eyes gouged out.
Then the authoritative father slipped into place, and Sebastian leaned in and looked at Johnny calmly.
“You will sit still and have this done. Stop the screaming.” He ordered.
With me on his lower body, Sebastian held the still straining Johnny down effortlessly.
Where before I’d been struggling to hold just his arm in place, Sebastian held one hand planted firmly over Johnny’s chest, and the other holding the arm that was getting the IV still, and stared in Johnny’s eyes while the needle slid in.