Laura
The next few weeks dragged by. I was sick every single day, but Talon — or, as I had come to fondly call him, the Prenatal Vitamin Police — was an absolute saint, even when I wanted to tear his head off.
He was always there to rub my back, bring me crackers, hold my hair when I puked.
He didn’t complain once, not even when I woke him up at three in the morning because the smell of his deodorant suddenly made me nauseous. He just got up, showered, and came back to bed smelling like plain soap, kissing my forehead before pulling me back into his arms.
But the sickness wasn’t even the hardest part. The hardest part was keeping the secret from Jake and Trina.
The clubhouse wasn’t exactly the ideal place for secrets. Trina’s sharp eyes missed nothing, and Jake’s quiet suspicion was s
