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Plus, the little brat keeps making her way into the clubhouse garage to work on the Mustang; yesterday, she tried to change the fucking wheels and was considering lowering the thing. Liam called me in a fucking panic.
I answer my phone, placing it on speakers as per rules in church if we bring a device in here, and rasp, "You dear wife, better be calling me from that comfy bed of ours, snacks surrounding you while wearing my shirt."
Yes, I said, wife; you bet your ass I put my ring on her finger a week after proposing.
She chuckles a little, "Okay, dear husband. I'll tell you I'm in our comfy bed where I'm missing you," I smirk and shake my head as the brothers chuckle, "and because I'm guessing I'm on loudspeaker with you being in church and all, I'll tell Doc that I'm currently standing over my sister's grave, which is now wet with my waters that have broken, so she's most likely turning in it and cursing me out." She pauses for a second as I sigh in frustration before she adds, "while wearing your shirt."
Son of a…
The brothers try to act pissed, but her sass only makes them snort before a contraction hits her, and she gasps in pain, making me jump up and grab my phone. Doc rushes ahead of me, slamming the church door, making everyone jump before he shouts, "SARAHS DEFIED THE PRES, SHE'S AT MARYS GRAVE IN LABOR."
The brothers shake their heads while the women chuckle. My mother shouts, "THAT'S MY DAUGHTER-IN-LAW," making the men laugh as I rasp into the phone, "You're a pain in my ass, woman," heading to my bike, grabbing Paul by his prospect cut to follow. He can ride my bike home, and I'll drive the Mustang she most likely took to the hospital.
Sarah chuckles, "Yeah, but you love me anyway," making me chuckle before she gasps in pain, "Hunter." and I growl, "Hang on, baby; I'm now coming. Hang on."
Five hours later, five hours of watching my love fight through the pain, and our beautiful little girl is here. She already has dark hair on the top of her head, and her eyes are sparkling blue and absolutely perfect.
She will break hearts when she's older, while I will be stabbing them.
I kiss my girl's head, rasping, "I'm so proud of you, baby."
We're both sitting on her hospital bed, our little girl nuzzling her breast and feeding. My girl's back is leaning against my side as my arms are bound around them protectively.
Sarah looks at me, her eyes sparkling with love as she grins wide, making me smile back before I kiss her lips and then rasp, "I hope she knows she's got to share those."
Sarah giggles, placing her forehead on my chin, making me grin as our girl coos, detaching from Sarah. I help my girl put her glorious tit away before cupping the back of our daughter's head and smile.
"Daisy Mary Taylor."
Sarah sniffles. We never decided on a middle name, but it seems fitting. She turned her head, her lips meeting mine, humming in contentment, making me melt into her, and at that moment, my life was exactly where I wanted it.
A beautiful wife who's a kickass old lady and mechanic that takes no shit from anyone, a beautiful daughter, and our whole lives ahead of us to add siblings for her.
Life is fucking amazing, and I'm one lucky fucker who will never take this amazing woman for granted.
She's my Queen.
