Lani (Devils Souls MC) - LeAnn Ashers Page 0,50

asks, and I nod. I take small sips before lying back down.

A buzzing sound resonates throughout the house, and Andy runs down to meet the doctor. Trey puts a cold washcloth on my forehead. I take his hand and kiss the back of it.

“Thank you for taking care of me,” I whisper to the both of them.

“We will always take care of you.” Vinny kisses my cheek, and I smile, before it falls because I am one move away from throwing up everywhere.

Andy walks in with the doctor and she stomps in like she’s angry. She tosses her bag down onto the ground, and it rolls to the side, spilling out bottles of pills and gauze.

I look at Andy, who is looking at her and then me in confusion. I want to return the what the fuck look, but I’m trying not to throw up.

“What’s the matter with her now?” she asks in a snappy tone that doesn’t sit right with me. Trey gets up and moves over to the foot of the bed so she can reach me.

“She’s been throwing up.”

She looks at Trey like he’s stupid. “Of course she’s throwing up, she’s pregnant. She has morning sickness.”

I don’t fucking like the way she looked down her nose at Trey. She’s been super nice up until now. I don’t understand what the problem is.

Andy moves closer. “We thought that too, but she has been violently ill, throwing up multiple times,” he pipes up and rubs the top of my foot, ever the supportive best friend.

I can’t hold it in anymore. I grab the trashcan and throw up again. I take the mouthwash from Andy and spit it into the trashcan.

“Here, let me take it from you.” Andy takes my puke trashcan from me.

“Andy, you don’t have to do that. I can clean it.”

He gives me a sassy look and walks away.

“Oh come on, don’t be so dramatic,” the doctor tells me. She grabs the washcloth that Vinny placed there off the back of my neck and throws it in my lap, wetting my leggings.

“Now let me check your shoulder.” She reaches out to pull down my shirt when Trey’s hand grabs her arm. His face is thunderous. “You will not fucking touch her, you disrespectful—” Andy walks into the room and finishes the sentence, “Bitch.”

Trey tosses her arm away. “You walked in here like you owned the place. She is sick. I don’t give a fuck if it’s just morning sickness. The point is, she’s sick and it’s your job to make her feel better.” He puts his face right in front of hers. She pales and tries to step back, but he follows her. “Not to fucking belittle her. She is our ole lady. We do not tolerate this shit. Leave or suffer the consequences. You being a woman be damned.”

I know he would never ever hurt me, but I’m scared for her. She grabs her bag and runs out of the room then out of the house. I can hear the front door slam shut.

“Fucking bitch.” Andy shakes his hand at the door she just went out of.

“I need a new ob-gyn now.” I rub my face, aggravated that she behaved this way. She didn’t just disrespect me, she disrespected Trey.

“My sister is an amazing doctor. She’s absolutely the sweetest! She usually doesn’t accept new patients, but she would for me,” Andy tells us.

“If she’s anything like you, Andy, I will love her.”

Andy’s eyes fill with tears. “Girl, I love you!” He hugs me, causing him to jostle me, and I try to hold back the vomit again.

“Oops, I’m sorry!” When he hears Vinny growl, Andy takes out his phone and leaves the room to call his sister.

He comes in the room a minute later. “She’ll be here in ten or fifteen minutes. She lives close by, right beside the MC property actually.”

I reach for the trashcan. I try to vomit, but I have nothing else to throw up. My stomach heaves.

“God, I wish I could take it from you,” Vinny whispers and presses his face against the small of my back while I’m hunched over the trashcan.

This is miserable.

I settle back in bed, and the guys tuck the blanket around me. “She’s outside the gate.” Andy walks down and I breathe in and out of my mouth.

Trey runs his fingers down the top of my head, soothing me, and I close my eyes, trying to relax.

“This is my sister Anna.” I open my eyes and I