Amy (Aces MC Series Book 3.5)(6)

By: Aimee-Louise Foster



"Good afternoon Miss Stokes, I'm Megan and I'll be looking after you. Can you tell me if you're in any pain?"

I pointed to my stomach and then my head still unable to open my eyes. "The brightness is hurting my eyes, are you able to shut the blinds or turn off the lights?"

"Yeah sure." Diesel busied himself around the room doing what I'd asked in order to make me more comfortable. This is how he coped with things, he would now spend every waking hour trying to make sure that I was oaky by fussing around me. He was a pleaser not in the same league as Spike but we'd all been brought up with morals and looked after the people we cared for.

"I'll increase the morphine and then take your temperature."

I smiled at the nurse as she busied herself around the room tending to me and briefly caught Diesel's eye. He pursed his lips tightly and smiled but it didn't meet his eyes, he had something on his mind and I knew I'd have to wait until the nurse had left before he would open up.

Megan went about her business but I was slowly losing patience and needed her out of here.

"Are you now comfortable Miss Stokes?" she asked pleasantly.

"I'm fine thank you Megan, I'll call should I need anything." I said dismissing her. Megan looked between Diesel and I, and could obviously feel the mounting tension by the way her eyes widened before scampering from the room taking all of the equipment with her.

"What is it Diesel, you're worrying me?" I asked concerned by the way he was staring at me.

He unfolded his arms and pushed from the wall to make his way beside me, to perch himself on the leather chair. "Did you know that you were pregnant?"

His words quickened my heartbeat and I immediately placed my hand on my bandaged stomach. My head swelled with information as I tried to process what he'd just said. My period had been late, in fact I hadn't had one for two months but I'd put that down to stress. I had also become unwell lately and had struggled to eat certain foods, oh my god could I possibly be pregnant? I looked between my heavily wrapped stomach and back at Diesel and saw the sadness in his eyes. Did that mean that I wasn't pregnant anymore?

The tears automatically trickled down my cheeks as I fanned my fingers over my tummy holding it protectively. Diesel moved from the chair and sat on the edge of the bed as he pulled me into his embrace, holding me close to his chest as I mourned the loss that was my baby. I hadn't ever had any real thoughts of becoming a mother but wasn't it every girls dream to have a baby? I sobbed for what may have been. I didn't care that I hadn't known I was pregnant, this was raw emotion I couldn't help how I was feeling.

"I'm sorry to be the one to tell you Amy, I really am." Diesel loosened his hold on me and held me at arm's length so he could look directly into my eyes.

I smiled slightly trying to let him know that I was feeling a little better. I wasn't, I was fucking crushed inside but although Diesel was my brother, he was a man and they didn't do crying women too well.

I let out a sigh, "Does Recon know?" I asked and remembered hearing a conversation when I was semi conscious that took place between Spike and Diesel.

"No, I didn't think it was my place to tell him Ames. I wanted to break the news to you first and you can then do with the information as you see fit."

"Thank you," I said placing my hand onto his lower arm.

He looked at me confused, "For what?"

"Family values."

Diesel scoffed, "You're my priority Amy over everyone. It's you, me and Spike against the world remember?" I sniggered at his comment. When we were younger we used to parade around like the three musketeers causing havoc until they realised I had breasts and was different to them. "Recon's my club brother but you're blood Ames and this situation needed to be handled correctly."

I squeezed his arm which made him smile, we'd had a difficult upbringing and things hadn't been made easier with our dad dying of Cancer but we'd turned out okay all considering and it was the club that had helped us.

"I knew you were shagging Recon but I didn't realise it was serious enough for babies." I rolled my eyes, "Uh, I see!"

I let out a sigh, "I don't want this conversation with you yet Diesel, I need to process what's gone on. I'm still coming to terms with being stabbed and losing a baby I didn't even know I was having."

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