He’s made his voice heard more than once where our marriage is concerned.
“I guess I better get in there,” I murmur.
“Good, don’t let that cunt get under his skin anymore than she already has. This is like rubbing salt into a ripped open wound.” The way Stoney’s lip curls up at the side I can see the distaste he has for the bitch.
Without another word I head for the doors that lock everyone out of the labor and delivery section from the waiting room and hit the button to gain the nurse’s attention.
Soon as the door is unlocked, I step through and make my way to the desk.
“How may I help you?” the nurse asks, smiling.
“My husband came in earlier with a woman,” I say, and the nurse’s smile falters.
“Of course, he is in room 308 with Mrs. Morgan.”
Mrs. Morgan? Yeah right, the bitch is trying to portray herself as Blaze’s wife. That’s not about to happen.
“That woman’s name isn’t Mrs. Morgan. She’s nothing but a little cunt who got her ass knocked up by a man that was old enough to be her father or even grandfather.” Leaving the nurse sitting there, I make my way toward the room she’d stated.
Taking a deep breath, I open the door and immediately want to punch the bitch in her face as she whines for Blaze to hold her.
Yeah that shit’s not gonna happen.
“You just don’t ever learn, do you Dixie?”
Chapter Fifteen
Blaze
As the door to the hospital room opens, relief fills me as I find my Little Bird stepping into the room. Her gaze is zoned in on Dixie, who’s whined nonstop since getting here about wanting me to hold her.
Shit the bitch even told the nurses that she was my wife.
“You just don’t ever learn, do you Dixie?” Raven snaps, making her way from the doorway to the end of the bed.
“Get out of my room. This is Blaze’s and my moment. You’ve ruined everything,” Dixie cries.
“Bitch you’re delusional if you think I’m leaving my ol’ man in your clutches any more than I already have.”
“Blaze, please get rid of her for the baby,” Dixie whines as she turns her head toward me.
“Nope, my Little Bird has the right to be here,” I state holding my arms open for Raven as she faces me. Stepping toward me she does exactly what I need her to do, wraps her arms around me as I close mine around her. “I’m sorry baby. Please believe me nothing happened. I’d never do that to you,” I murmur loud enough for only her to hear.
“I believe you,” she whispers in return, lifting her head up enough to meet my gaze. “We’ll talk about all of this later. Now what happened?”
“I don’t know. She was fine one minute the next she’s screaming in pain lying on the floor holding her stomach. Dixie has stated the pain just hit her instantly. However, when Doc lifted the gown up over her stomach you could see the bruises forming,” I murmur.
“Okay sweetie. How about you go give your brothers an update? I’ll find out what happened. Oh, I also want you to prepare yourself for having a child living with us,” Raven declares, and I don’t have to ask to know what she means.
Most people would think she was talking about taking custody of the child, but she’s talking about ending Dixie’s life.
“Little Bird don’t do anything you’ll regret later on.”
“Don’t worry Liam, I won’t regret anything when it comes to her. Let’s get your little brother into this world and raise him as ours. He doesn’t need her vile influence in his life.”
“I love you.” Tilting my head down, I press my forehead to hers.
“Love you too. Now go on out there and if you see Alverez send him in here,” she murmurs before pressing a kiss to my lips.
Grinning at her, I pat her ass and leave her with Dixie who we’d ignore the entire time we were having our moment.
“Liam what are you doing?” she whines.
“Don’t worry about what my ol’ man’s doing,” Raven snaps stepping up to the side of the bed. I open the door and step out of the room right as my woman reaches for Dixie’s gown.
When the door to the room closes behind me, I suck in a much-needed breath. Being around Dixie all day on top of the stunt she pulled, I’m over it. I need another shower to wash off her touch. Better yet I need my Little Bird’s touch to replace the whore’s.
Sighing, I first walk up to the nurses’ station and ask that they call Doctor Alverez and send him to Dixie’s room. Then I make my way out to the waiting room.
“What’s the news?” Stoney is the first to speak as I approach them.
“She’s in labor. Right now, the baby is stable according to the monitors and the contractions are coming every five or so minutes. Raven’s in there with her now.”
“Is that a good idea?” Coyote asks.
“For now.” I nod.
“Okay. So, what caused her to go into early labor. I know you gave me a brief explanation earlier but what the hell happened,” Stoney demands.
Shaking my head, I go over all the details of what happened this morning and where everything went wrong when I listened to Dixie complain and thought it best to put her in the guest room at Raven’s and my place. As I go over the rest of it, my anger grows all over again at the bullshit the cunt tried to pull.
“She was fine when I stormed out of the house when Cane pulled up. Then we’d heard her screams so the two of us ran in to find her crumbled on the floor. I think she either punched herself in the stomach or slammed herself against the wall. She’s got bruises forming on her stomach that weren’t there this morning when we’d been at the doctor’s office.”
“That bitch needs to die,” Rachel snaps, causing several pairs of eyes to turn to her. “What?” she demands when she has everyone’s attention.
“Doll,” Stoney starts.
“Don’t you Doll me. That whore and several others have caused enough grief in the club. Dixie especially has done enough. She should get what she deserves.” Rachel’s eyes are filled with so much anger even I could feel it rolling off her in waves.
“I agree with Rach on this one,” Vi states as she steps up next to Rachel. “Blaze deserves to finally be happy, same as Raven. She’s been miserable because of that bitch for the past month. I think we’ve all had enough drama to last a while thanks to Dixie.”
“If Raven doesn’t do it, I will,” Momma B adds to what Vi and Rachel state.
“Good thing you don’t have to worry about it. I didn’t realize we had some blood thirsty ol’ ladies a part of this club,” I grumble.
“Damn right. We’re not some meek little bitches who stand behind our men. No, we stand next to them,” Momma B grins.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Tracker says wrapping his arms around Vi.
“Agreed. Rachel might seem like she’s the silent one, but she had the balls to escape the clutches of another club. Brought our kids to us wanting to handle the situation by herself,” Stoney chuckles.