Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 79(@200wpm)___ 63(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 79(@200wpm)___ 63(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
I blow out my breath, relieved the situation isn’t any worse. “Thank you.”
“Of course.” He pats my shoulder. “Oh, one more thing. We’ll want her to have weekly doctor’s appointments with her obstetrician until they’re sure the accident didn’t hurt the baby.”
I grab the chair arm, trying to hold onto consciousness, but the shock is too much. I hear the doctor mutter, “Fuck,” as the room goes dark around me.
“Wake up asshole.” Saint’s voice cuts through the static buzzing in my ear. “They’re too busy taking care of your girl to cater to your pussy ass.”
I groan and sit up to find my two brothers standing in front of the chair and grinning down at me. “I can’t wait to tell everyone back home you passed out like a little girl.” Dare rubs his hands together.
The fog clears as the memory of the doctor’s words plays through my mind. Holy shit. “Jazzy is pregnant,” I mumble, attempting to accept the words.
“We know.” Saint sits on one side of me while Dare paces across the small room. “The whole hospital knows because of your overdramatic response.”
Chapter 12
Jazzy
The next morning, the grogginess finally clears, and I’m able to sit up slightly in bed. Last night, Will told my sisters to go home and he’d stay with me.
I tried to force myself to stay awake to talk to him, but the pain medicine and stress of the day overcame my efforts.
I glance over and find him slumped down in the uncomfortable hospital chair. “Hey,” I croak out. Darn, my voice is scratchy. “Will,” I try again.
He sits up straight and stares at me sleepily for a few seconds before smiling widely. “Good morning, baby doll.” He comes over and sits gently on the bed next to me.
When he hands me a hospital mug of ice water, I take it and drink until the sandpapery feel of my tongue lessens. “Thank you.”
“I’ll do anything for you.” He leans over and places a soft kiss on the tip of my nose.
I notice the time on the clock on the wall and gasp. “What about the store opening?”
“I postponed it.” He lightly brushes a strand of hair off my forehead. “I can’t imagine having the opening without you there.”
“I’m so sorry you had to push it back because of me.” I feel terrible after all the work he’s done over the last few weeks.
“I’d do anything for you.” He stares into my eyes.
“Did they tell you about the baby?” It wasn’t a complete shock to me. We haven’t exactly been having safe sex, and I’m a week late.
“They did.” As he smiles, relief flows through me at the happiness I see shining from his dark eyes. “And I couldn’t be happier.” He lifts my hand to his lips for a kiss, and I notice a huge freaking diamond ring shining on my finger.
“What?” My slightly groggy mind can’t comprehend what I’m seeing.
“I was going to ask you to marry me this weekend, but your accident accelerated my plans.” He smiles. “I already told you there’s no way I’d ever let you go.” He shrugs nonchalantly. “So, I made the executive decision that you’re going to marry me as soon as I can find a judge to do the deed for us.” I love his way of thinking and have the perfect solution.
“I happen to know a judge who owes me a few favors.” I laugh. “Letty will force him to give us the family rate for his service.”
“As soon as I get you home, we’ll have a small ceremony at the courthouse.” Will leans back and frowns. “Unless you want a big, fancy wedding? We can do that, too.”
“I want a nice, small, hospital bedside ceremony. There’s no reason to delay, and I can’t wait to become Mrs. McScroogie.” I use the nickname, knowing it will earn me a spanking.
“I’m keeping track of all the spankings I owe you.” His deep voice sends electricity shooting down my spine. If my head didn’t feel like a lead balloon, I’d be ready to take him up on his offer right now.
“I look forward to them.”
While Will goes down to grab some breakfast, I call my sister. “Hello,” she answers on the first ring.
“It’s me.” I relax against the flat hospital pillow and smile to myself.
“Are you okay?” I hear Letty talking to someone in the background.
“I’m fine, just a little sore and very sad I murdered my car.” My sister showed me a picture of my poor little red car last night, and I couldn’t believe the amount of damage one tree did to it.
“Fuck your car.” My eyebrows shoot up. I don’t remember the last time I heard the F-word coming from Letty’s lips. “You’re what’s important.” Tears fill my eyes as she continues. “And the baby.” Since there’s no secrecy in this small town, I’m betting everyone knows by now.