Broken Soul (The Dirty Souls MC Book 13) by Emma Creed

Author:Emma Creed [Creed, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-09T18:30:00+00:00

“Oh my god!” Gracie presses her hands on the dash as another contraction hits her. I’ve been timing them in my head and they’re gettin’ real close together now. I’m slightly panicked by the fact that we’re still a good twenty minutes from the fuckin’ hospital.

“You’re gonna be alright, Gracie.” I take one arm off the wheel so I can stroke her thigh.

“I’m scared, what if we don’t make it? Brax, these contractions are really fuckin’ strong.”

“We’re gonna make it, don’t panic. Okay…? You’ve gotta stay calm and do all that breathin’ shit you learned.”

“Breathing is not gonna make the pain stop,” she growls at me in between her heavy breaths and moans. I try not to get more panicked myself and focus on the road. Which is when I see what’s in front of us, and have to try a whole lot harder to rein that panic in.

“What the fuck is that, Brax?” Gracie sounds alarmed as she stares at the same thing I am and confirms I ain’t imagining it.

“That’s a tree, darlin’.” I pull the car to a stop in the middle of the road.

“I see that it’s a fuckin’ tree, but what’s it doing blocking the ro…aaahhh!” She gets cut off by another pain and while she suffers through it, I try and figure out what the fuck I’m gonna do about this.

“Okay, I’m gonna fix this,” I assure her, kneading her shoulder while she crouches forward and rests her forehead on the dash. “Just stay calm for me.” I get out the car and head for the huge, thick trunk that’s fallen all the way across the road.

I can’t get my head straight. I can feel the frustration inside me about to erupt and I can’t let it, not here, not while Gracie needs me. I could turn around and take the other route to the hospital but that’s gonna take over an hour. I don’t think we’ve got a fuckin’ hour. What I need right now is fuckin’ Jesus.

The sound of an engine comes from behind me, and when I turn around, it ain’t Jesus I see. It ain’t even fuckin’ close.

“What you folks doin’ out here so early?” Squealer cuts his engine and slides off his saddle.

“Brax!” Gracie screams at me from the car where she’s somehow got herself out and is leaning over the hood.

“Shit!” Squealer must realize the situation we’re in because he turns a little white.

“I’m sure Alex can do without that cream cheese bagel from Sam’s Diner. And the twins don’t need diapers. I’ll be heading right back.” He goes to turn around and I rush after him, grip his shoulder, and spin him back round.

“Don’t you fuckin’ leave me,” I whisper-growl at him.

“Brax!” Gracie screams out my name again, this time even more desperately.

“It’s okay, darlin’, Squeal’s gonna help me lift this tree then we’ll get goin’ again.” I put on a brave smile as I glance over to her, then shove Squealer toward the huge trunk that's blocking us from getting to the hospital.

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