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To most people in Oceanside, Gabriel will always be the villain, and maybe in a way he was, but to me, he was a hero. The man who came to my rescue when I needed him most. He died saving me and my child. If that isn’t a hero then I don’t know what is.
I step in front of the mirror, placing a hand over my swollen belly as Jax peeks his head into the bathroom. “You ready, trouble?” he asks with a sexy grin.
“Is anyone ever truly ready for this?” I huff with a frown.
He laughs, stepping into the room and pulling me into his arms. “It can’t be much worse than getting shot, right?” He drops a kiss to my head, and I slap his chest to push him away.
“Not funny, Jaxon.”
“Come on, Princess, we’re going to be late,” Royal yells from somewhere in the house.
I sigh and make my way to the door as Jax stops to grab my bag. Lucky meets us in the hallway. “What’s taking so long? Come on, I’m ready to do this!” he says, amping himself up.
“Glad somebody is!” I huff, walking past him.
“C’mon sugar tits, don’t he like that,” he says with a wink. “Today is a good day!” I almost feel bad for how grouchy I am…almost.
“Lucky Newman, are you the one about to push an eight-pound human through your vagina?” His eyes go wide as he throws his hands up in the air in defeat. “Didn’t think so.”
Dante spins me around, peppering kisses down my neck. “Ease up, Heaven. He’s just excited. We all are.”
So today I’m a little more moody than usual. Sure, today is supposed to be a great day. But it’s also a fucking horrible day.
In a few hours, I’ll be holding my baby girl in my arms, knowing she’ll never get to meet her father. Not her real father anyway.
At first, I decided against knowing who her real dad was. But after weeks of crying the guys convinced me to do the test, and I’m not sure if that made it better or worse. Yes I am. It made it worse, definitely worse.
The results came in that neither Lucky nor Royal was the father, leaving only one other option. Gabriel.
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. Gabe would never be able to hold his child in his arms. He wouldn’t be able to love her, protect her, or care for her the way I know he would’ve.
And that fucking kills me. His flesh and blood is the only piece of him that he left behind. It kills me to know that King took that from him. Just one last fuck you to all of us.
We found out that he put the house in Dante’s name when he was younger. I had to beg Dante to keep it. He has so many mixed memories there that it was hard for him to hold onto, but in the end, he agreed.
I go there sometimes just to get away and feel closer to him. I sit in the backyard and relive the brief moments we shared there.
It’s honestly weird how someone can come into your life for such a short amount of time but make such a huge impact on it.
The guys took the news fairly well. Of course they were disappointed. I could see it in their eyes, but they never said anything. Just nodded their heads as if they already knew what the results would be.
They would all be her dad anyway. They’ve made good on their promises so far, and I have no doubt they will love this baby as much as they love me, if not more.
A few hours later, Lucky and the doctor are telling me to push as Jaxon and Royal stand up by the head of the bed holding hands. I begged Lucky not to look, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer.
He wanted to be the one to deliver the baby and cut the cord. After several arguments with the guys, they settled on Dante delivering and Lucky cutting the cord.
“One more,” Dante says. “I can see her head!” The smile on his face brightens up the room. I can’t help but smile through the pain.
My teeth clamp down as I give one push, and little Gloria Garcia enters the world with an earth-shattering scream.
