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“I don’t see the issue. Either way, the child would be yours—legally, anyway.” I nod because the sentiment is correct, but Makayla doesn’t see it that way.
“We have an opportunity to adopt, and she shut it down this morning.” I can’t give too much info because Mallory hasn’t told the club yet.
“What is her reasoning.” Fuck, how do I answer that without outing Dice?
“Um, it’s a family friend, and she’s afraid it would be more complicated seeing them in the future.” Cowboy thinks my words over and then sighs.
“It’s a valid concern. So why are you opposed to a biological child?” I stop typing and roll my chair back to explain.
“Purely selfish reason that makes me feel like maybe I’m not ready to even fucking be a parent.” He chuckles at me.
“You are the least selfish person I’ve met in my life, Lacey. Come on, Darlin’, tell Uncle Kooper.” I laugh and sigh.
“Makayla can’t have children. She had an emergency hysterectomy after almost bleeding to death after a car accident. A piece of metal went through her abdomen, and they just couldn’t shave her uterus. She was only seventeen.” He just watches me for a moment before talking, and I can see it on his face when he finally reaches a conclusion.
“Meaning you would have to carry the baby.” I nod.
“Ding, ding. Give the man his prize.” I turned back to my laptop to avoid his stare, but I’m glad I did. My system is showing that I now have access to the cameras at Gianna’s club.
“Why don’t you want to have her baby Lacey?” The way he phrases that stops me cold.
I never thought of it that way. Is it that I don’t want to have Makayla’s baby, or just I don’t want to have one, period? I want to be a mother someday. It’s the process of putting my body through the horrendous effects of pregnancy I don’t want.
Thus, the feeling of selfishness because, like Makayla, millions of women no longer have the ability to do the one thing nature meant a woman to do.
Procreate.
“I want to make her happy,” I say, trying to figure out my own feelings, knowing he won’t let this go.
“What about your own happiness? If you aren’t ready, you need to tell her.” I bring up the feeds and search for King instead of answering him.
I can feel his eyes on my face and my cheeks blush from the attention.
“Lacey?” I turn to look at him and he bites his lip as if he doesn’t know whether or not he should be staying what he’s going to.
His eyes look up from the floor and I swear it’s like they reach inside me to touch my soul.
“Who’s going to be the father if you decide to get pregnant?” I shake my head cause a donor doesn’t seem the correct answer to this question.
It’s too important not to know these simple facts.
“I, don’t know. We haven’t gotten that far. We postponed our appointment. I was supposed to be there today.” His eyes narrow and then spark.
Why did that make him angry?
I’m about to ask when he stands and nods at me.
“I’ll do it. Just tell me when and where I have to be. Your child deserves to know his donor parent is actually family.” He takes his hat off the table, puts it back on his head, and exits the room, leaving me in complete and utter shock.
What just happened?
CHAPTER FOUR
COWBOY
“Mama,” I say when the call connects.
“What’s wrong Kooper? FRED! Get in here.” Mama calls for my dad, and I cringe.
