Hacking the Biker's Code (Dogs of Fire Savannah Chapter #6) - Piper Davenport Page 0,34
stroking my cheek.
For the next three hours, I endured the physical pain and emotional devastation of losing our baby. Rabbit didn’t leave my side, holding me as I cried, and whispering words of love and encouragement.
Doc would come in and out of the room, checking me and taking away the padding as it was soaked. He informed me he was going to keep as much of it as possible so they could test it and see if they could figure out why the pregnancy failed.
Once there was no more blood, Doc gave me a quick exam. “It’s done, sweetheart, but I’d like you to come into the clinic tomorrow so I can do an ultrasound. Today, you rest, okay? You can take Tylenol for the pain, but if you feel like something’s wrong, you call me. I’ll swing by tonight and check on you.”
I nodded, burrowing against Rabbit who pulled me closer.
“I’ll see myself out,” Doc said, and gathered everything before leaving us.
“Can you call my mom? And let Jazz and Willow know?” I whispered. “Tell them they can tell the rest of the women. They’ll know what to do.”
“Yeah, baby,” he said, kissing my temple. “Can I get you anything?”
“I just want to sleep.”
“Okay, beautiful, you sleep. I’ll call your girls.”
I nodded and slipped into oblivion.
* * *
Rabbit
I waited until I knew Parker was asleep before moving into the living room. Jesus, the pain was too much. I knew I’d probably grieve for the child, but right now I was just sad for my woman and the pain she had to endure on top of the loss of our baby.
I couldn’t quite wrap my head around it right now, and I knew I had to call her girls, so I pushed the sadness down and called her mom first.
“Rabbit? Everything okay, honey?”
“Hi, Sally. Um… Parker’s had a miscarriage. Can you come over?”
“I’ll be right there,” she said, and hung up.
I called Willow next.
“Is Parker okay?” she asked without a greeting.
“No,” I rasped. “She lost the baby.”
“Oh my god. I’ll be right over.”
“She’s sleeping. Maybe in a few hours, okay? I’m gonna give Jazz a call and we’ll go from there.”
“Okay, bud. I’m so sorry. Whatever you need.”
I nodded, hanging up, the emotion almost too much, but I needed to make one more call before losing my shit, and it would be the hardest.
“Ah…no.” I bit back tears. “She lost the baby, Jazz.”
“Jesus fucking Christ. Is she okay? Are you okay?”
“Physically, yeah. Doc’s been here most of the night.”
“What can I do?”
“No fuckin’ clue,” I admitted.
“Okay. You hang up and go be with Parker. I’m gonna take over from here, got it?”
“Yeah, sweetheart, that’d be appreciated.”
She hung up and I headed back to our room.
* * *
Parker
I came awake with a start, my heart aching, along with my stomach. “Zane.”
“Right here, baby,” he whispered, wrapping an arm around me and guiding me onto his chest. “You okay?”
“My stomach hurts.”
“Let me get you some Tylenol.”
I gripped his T-shirt. “In a minute. I just need you right now.”
“Okay, baby, you got me.”
“I feel sad, but then I feel like it’s silly to be sad,” I whispered. “I’d only known about the baby for a few hours.”
He stroked my back. “Sweetness, all of this is sad, it doesn’t matter when or how, you get to feel how you feel.”
“What if Doc finds out it’s because of me?” I rasped.
“How could you possibly think it’s because of you?”
“What if it’s because I’m so much older than you? Maybe we shouldn’t—”
“Stop,” he growled, rolling so he was halfway on top of me. “There’s nothing wrong with you.”
“What if I can’t give you babies?”
“Lots of other ways to make a family, Pebbles, and as long as I’m with you, I don’t give a fuck if we make that family with IVF, adoption, or puppies. It’ll be ours.”
“If I give you puppies, we might need to have a separate conversation.”
He smiled gently, stroking my cheek. “I love you. The only thing I know for sure is that I can’t live without you. If we have kids, or adopt, or decide not to have any, as long as I’m doing it all with you, I’m happy.”
I bit my lip. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, baby, I’m one-hundred percent sure.”
“I love you.”
“Love you, too, Pebbles.” He kissed me gently and rolled us again, so I was sprawled across his chest.
For the rest of the day, we pretty much stayed in bed.