Monroe, Marla - Her Biker Bodyguards [The Dirty Dozen 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Marla Monroe

Author:Marla Monroe [Monroe, Marla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Published: 2012-01-27T18:08:58+00:00

Chapter Ten

Thursday arrived, and the three of them loaded up in the guys’ truck. She was surprised they had one. She guessed she thought they always rode their bikes. She was thankful not to have to drive. She gave Gavin the directions to the clinic, never dreaming he would blow a gasket at finding out where she was going.

“No, absolutely not! You’re going to a real doctor, not some second-rate hack. We’ll find a better doctor for you.”

“I can’t afford a doctor. I don’t have insurance.” She hated saying it, but it had to be said.

“You don’t have to. We’re paying for it,” Dillon said, obviously on the same page as Gavin this time.

“You’re bullying me,” she accused them.

“Whatever it takes for you to see reason,” Gavin said.

Instead of going to the doctor at the free clinic, they stopped off at a restaurant for an early dinner. Gavin wanted to discuss their situation over food.

“You’ve lost weight. You need to be gaining weight. Have you been having morning sickness?” he asked.

“More like any-time-of-day sickness.” She sighed.

“See, you need to move in with us so we can take care of you,” Dillon said.

They walked inside the restaurant and were immediately given a seat in the back of the building in a secluded spot. She had the feeling they’d been there before, and not alone. It irked her, but she couldn’t keep going back to that. She had to believe that was behind them, for now.

“What do you feel like eating, baby?” Gavin asked.

“I’m not sure. I’m not really hungry.”

“You’re eating something.” Dillon frowned.

“The grilled-chicken salad then,” she said.

“That’s not enough to keep you going with a baby,” Dillon fussed.

“I can’t stomach much of what’s on here. The sauce on pasta upsets my stomach. I can’t even stand the sight of beef. Chicken is about it, and the salad gives me vegetables.” She defended her choice.

“I guess you’re right.” Dillon still didn’t look pleased.

They placed their order, and then Gavin got down to business. Briana steeled herself not to let him talk her into anything she didn’t want to do.

“We’re paying for your health care, end of story,” he said.

She didn’t fight him over that. Her baby deserved the best she could give it, so she would capitulate on this.

“Fine. I won’t argue that point. I want my baby to have the best.”

“Our baby. That’s another thing, it’s all of ours, and we want to be a part of all of the pregnancy.”

“I know, sorry. I’ve just been thinking of it as my baby. I understand you want to be a part of his life.”

“Which includes the pregnancy,” Dillon reiterated.

“Fine.” She could give in to this, too.

“To do that, you need to move in with us so we can be there for all the important things. Like when you feel it move and when it first starts kicking.” Gavin slipped that in almost without her realizing it.

She frowned at him. “I’m not moving in with you.”

“Then we’ll move in with you,” he said.

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