Brick Brick (Knights Corruption MC - Next Generation, #4) - S. Nelson Page 0,61
time every now and again, but since I’ve been pregnant and haven’t been fitting into any of my normal clothes, he’s laid off.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
She proceeded to show me the new dresser they’d picked up, as well as a crib that my dad had already assembled, even though the baby wouldn’t be here for at least another five months or so, give or take a week or two.
Thrusting a few onesies at me, she smiled hopefully. “Aren’t they adorable? Can you imagine holding something this small, your heart exploding with love?”
“Oh Lord, Bray. Stop with the theatrics. I don’t want any, but I’ll love my new brother or sister as much as I love Roman. Is that good?”
“It is, but it’s not the same as loving your own.”
My head turned from side to side in faux annoyance. I couldn’t be mad at her, not seriously. She probably wouldn’t ever let the topic die altogether, but since she was in such a happy place, I’d let it go for now. Wait until this baby was up all night and screaming, then maybe she’d rethink trying to push the idea on me of having one. Then again, they did say misery loved company.
After she showed me every item of clothing for the little one, she closed the armoire and took a step toward the door. “Okay, I’m starving now. Let’s go—” She stopped speaking midsentence, that same contortion flashing across her face as before, only this time her brows scrunched and formed a deeper crease. I was next to her in one stride.
“Are you sure you’re okay? When’s your next doctor’s appointment?”
“Next week.” She blew out three steady streams of air, her expression relaxing with the last. “I’m fine,” she finished when I continued to fuss over her, even though I believed she wasn’t telling me the whole truth.
28
“You don’t have to stay glued to my hip. If you have stuff to tend to, go do it.” Morgan swiveled on her barstool and lightly punched my arm. “Stop hovering.”
“I’m not hovering. I’m protecting you.”
“From your friends?”
“From everyone.”
“You’re being stupid.” She opened her annoying mouth to say something else but then gasped, looking past me and toward the door. “Who is that?” she asked, raising her arm in the air to point. I slapped her hand down. “Ow!” Her eyes flitted to mine before returning to stare at whoever just walked into the clubhouse.
On a groan, I finally turned around. “Fuck,” I mumbled, catching sight of the one guy who didn’t have a woman, and who would surely be interested in my baby cousin. Although, after everything he’d gone through, there was a chance he wouldn’t give her a second look. Even as the thought formed, I realized how ridiculous it was.
“Who is that?” she repeated, slapping my arm repeatedly.
“No one.”
“He’s walking over. Introduce me. Introduce me.” She bounced in her seat like a giddy fucking schoolgirl, which only served to irritate me even more. She was twenty-six years old. Was it too much to have her act like it?
“Calm down.” My tone was harsh, pulling a look of surprise from her.
“You calm down,” she echoed, tugging on her ponytail, and straightening herself in her seat, her eyes bouncing behind me every few seconds. I had no doubt Tag was close now, Morgan’s excitement melding into nervousness in the span of seconds.
The prospect was still closed off around most of us, so it surprised me when he slapped me on the back. “Hey, man.”
I’d seen him in the garage when I pulled in, and I didn’t want to acknowledge it then, but I’d seen him glance in Morgan’s direction when she hopped out of the truck, staring too long for my liking. Kaden had seen her too, but he went back to working on the Mercedes that was hoisted on the lift, smacking Tag’s arm for him to help.
“Hey,” I grunted, displeased when he continued to stand next to me. “Aren’t you busy in the garage? What are you doin’ in here?” I turned my body toward him, and he stepped back.
“I… I was thirsty.” He peeked around me at Morgan, smiling at her before I moved to block his view.
“Then go get somethin’ to drink.”
“Stop being so rude,” Morgan chastised, jumping off her stool and walking around me. “I’m Morgan. Brick’s cousin. Although he’s more like my big brother than anything.” She extended her hand and he accepted before I could intercede.