Brick Brick (Knights Corruption MC - Next Generation, #4) - S. Nelson Page 0,126

possibility I might have a daughter of my own.

She parted her lips to say something, but snapped them shut, taking several deep breaths.

“Are you okay?” I was across the room and next to her in the blink of an eye.

“Morning sickness, although I’m not sure why they call it that because it hits me at all different times.” Her smile returned a moment later, waving me off when I started fussing over her. “I’m fine. Hopefully, it stays like that for the rest of the day.”

“We can cancel if you’re not up to it. I’ll call your dad right now.” I snatched my phone from the dresser and swiped the screen.

“I’m fine,” she reiterated, walking by me on the way to the closet. “I want to be there for Braylen, and of course, Silas.”

“If you’re not up to it, don’t force it. I’m sure she’d understand. I’m gonna call Ryder.”

Zoe popped her head out from the closet, pointing her finger at me. “Don’t you dare. We’re going. End of discussion.” Huffing, she disappeared again.

“Is this what I have to look forward to for the next seven months or so?”

“Yeah, so get used to it.”

I was dressed and ready to go, wearing my customary jeans and T-shirt, my Knights cut hanging on the back of the chair for me to grab on our way out. Leaning against the wall, I scrolled through my messages, making sure I remembered to answer Linc about going to his fight tomorrow night.

Zoe cleared her throat. “Does this look okay?” I tore my eyes from my cell and looked up, almost choking on my swallow. This woman became more stunning every single day, and now that she carried my child, she was even more precious to me. She wore a sleeveless, knee-length, navy-blue dress that tied on the side. “My boobs aren’t popping out, are they?” She looked down at herself, then back up at me. I’d prefer if she wore a sack, hiding her incredible body from everyone but me, but I kept my opinion to myself.

“You look beautiful. But there’s somethin’ I need to check out first.” I crushed the small space between us, and yanked on her belt, her dress falling open before she realized I’d loosened the tie.

Cocking her head to the side with a mixture of annoyance and amusement, she took a step back, eyeing me warily when I licked my lips. “Don’t even think about it, mister. Not now.”

“But you look so good.”

“You say that all the time.” She laughed, separating the sides of her dress even more.

“I mean it all the time.” My eyes danced over her again, from head to toe. She still bore the marks of the attack but not many, as most of them had faded. The most prominent was near her hip bone, but even that one had diminished a great deal.

“Like what you see?” she asked, dipping her gaze from mine to look down at herself, raising her hand to cover the mark by her hip.

“You know I do.”

“Even with these scars?” She was still self-conscious whenever I looked at her too long, and no matter how many times I assured her she was perfect, it was gonna take her more time to believe me.

“Even more because you survived.” I repeated the same words she’d used on me when I asked her the same question after I first got hurt.

She was in my arms a heartbeat later, leaning up on her tiptoes, smothering me with kisses. “I love you,” she whispered against my mouth.

“Love you more, baby.” I grabbed a handful of her perfect ass and kissed her again. “Now let’s go before I tear this dress off and have my way with you.”

“Promises, promises.” She squealed when I seized her around the waist, but she managed to bat me away before I made good on stripping her naked. “I have to find my sandals and we can go.”

“Okay, I’ll wait downstairs for you.” I threw on my cut and walked down the hall, my phone ringing when I was halfway down the steps.

“You there yet?” Kaden seemed out of breath and I didn’t want to ask why because if he affirmed my suspicions, I was gonna get pissy, having to wait until later to ravage Zoe.

“No. We’re leaving in five. How long before you get there?”

“Um, I think—”

“Just put your pants on and get your ass to the party,” I gritted, already becoming irritable the more I realized my restraint was gonna be