Chapter 77.
Courtney POV.
There is a knock on the bedroom door, and I squeal, knowing this is my food. I honestly
thought that being on bedrest would be a slow death, but it has been great. I can nap when I
want, still work, be waited on hand and foot and the service isn’t all that bad.
“Come in.” I shout as the door opens and Max pops his head through the gap with a big, cheesy grin on his face.
“I heard someone wanted pickles and peanut butter?” He says and I make grabby hands as he
chuckles, walking into the room with a tray and he places the tray on my lap before he walks
towards the door.
“Max, wait. Come and sit with me.” I say with a smile and he nods his head and closes the
door and walks back towards the bed and he sits on the armchair next to the bed.
I unscrew the lids on both the pickles and the peanut butter. My mouth watering knowing in a
moment I will have the creamy taste of the peanut butter and the tang of the pickles
combined. Max chuckles and I know I must look like a kid in a candy shop.
“Hey, as gross as this looks, it is really good. Wanna try?” I ask, offering him a pickle, and he
shakes his head.
“Nah, I’m good. Thanks though. So how is being on bedrest? Should I give it a go?” Max is so
easy to talk with and I chuckle as I slather my peanut butter on my pickle.
“Oh, it’s not so bad. Nothing like the slow death I thought it would be.” I say before I pop the pickle in my mouth and groan as I bite into it. See heaven.
Max makes a face at me and I roll my eyes at him as I happily eat my snack.
“It could be worse, I suppose.” I say, and Max is watching me.
“Ho so?” He asks and I smile.
“Well, I could look at it as being in prison, not that I know how that feels like. But still I’m in my family home, in my bedroom being waited on hand and foot. It reminds me of when I was sick as a little kid. My momma would let me sleep in her bed or the big bed, as we called it. She would be my nurse. She never left my side when I was sick. The only time she left the room was to get me food, medicine or when I was asleep so she could get the housework done. I know if she was alive she would laying beside me in this bed and she would be singing softly
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to me in Italian.” I say as I smile sadly at the memory.
I hate being sick, especially when she isn’t here. There is always something about wanting
your momma when you were ill. Only your mom could look after you and made you feel safe when you were feeling vulnerable. But she isn’t here.
“It’s a nice memory to have. My mom was like that until she wasn’t. When Chloe came back,
the dynamic shifted. I didn’t hate Chloe for it, far from it. Mom used to go over the top when I
was sick. So I was kinda glad Chloe showed up and mom had someone else to dote on. She
wasn’t always a bad woman, my mom. She was loving, but hard as hell when she was in front
of my dad and the club. But behind closed doors, she was funny and everything I could have
ever wanted in a mom,” Max says sadly and I reach over to take his hand in mine.
“I’m sorry Max, I really am. I know she would have been proud of you, no matter what.” I say to
him because I do think that. I have had time to think, and in a way, Michelle was like my
momma.
Both orphaned and scared. So they both raised their kids with love, but my upbringing was
different. I didn’t have my dad or other family, only my momma.
“Piccolo Angelo.” The words enter my head and I chuckle now I’m imagining things.
“Little angel. Did you ever hear that before? I mean, before the message?” Max asks and I look
at him, confused. I shake my head, my eyebrows furrowed.
“I don’t think so. But with my baby brain, it could be possible. But no matter, it’s all good.” I say to him as I continue to eat and Max and I talk about all the things I have ordered online and we are both laughing at some dumb stuff we are talking about.
The bedroom doors open and in walks Kaden. My eyes light up and I smile as he looks from
me to Max and chuckles.
“Don’t tell me she has been trying to get you to eat those nasty ass things.” Kaden shudders. I bite my lip to stop yourself from laughing loudly. Kaden tried them once, and he threw up. I think he was just being overly dramatic. They are delicious.
“She did, but I politely declined.” Max says with a chuckle, and I roll my eyes and point a pickle
at him.
“You don’t know what you’re missing, seriously. These are gorgeous.” I say and they both
chuckle. Oh well, suit themselves, more for me and bean.
“Max, I need to speak to Courtney. Would you mind leaving for a moment?” Kaden says and I look at him mid chew and I have a feeling I’m not going to like where this conversation is
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going to go.
“What’s going on?” I ask and Max stands and I look at him.
“Max, you can stay.” I say and Max looks from me to Kaden and Kaden nods his head and
Max sits back down.
“I have to leave in the morning.” Wait what? Why? No, don’t get stressed out. Breathe Courtney and think happy thoughts.
“Why, and how long for?” I say after I have calmed myself down. Well, that was easier than I thought.
“Danger, Snake, and Max will be here with you. I need to go on a run. I leave in the morning. I’m sorry baby,.it’s club business and you know I can’t tell you.” Kaden tells me gently and I nod my head. I may not like this, but I know he is still a president and if his club needs him, then
he has to go.
“How long will you be gone? Will you be back before bean is born?” I ask him anxiously, my heart rate starting to kick up a notch. Kaden climbs up beside me and pulls me into his arms
and kisses my head.
“I will be back before our daughter is born. I will call you every morning and every night. I may be gone for a couple of weeks. But you won’t be alone here. I love you baby and I am sorry that this has happened right when you aren’t well. I will be back before you know it.” He says and I
nod, biting my inner cheek to stop myself from crying.
I am being clingy right now. I have had Kaden by my side for weeks and forgot in my selfishness that he is a club president and he hasn’t been back to his club. This is my fault. I
kept him away from his brothers and his responsibilities.
“Ok, I know I can’t stop you, so please be careful. We need you safe and sound.” I say, giving him a watery smile. He sighs and kisses my head again, but just holds me tighter.
After a while Max, Kaden, and I are laughing at the film we are all watching, but I know after
tomorrow I will be alone. Now my bedrest will feel like a prison sentence. But I know I can’t be
a selfish t**t. I know he has to leave and do his job. I just hope he will return to me in one
piece.
