Chapter 7

7

DAHLIA

W hile our men left to take care of club business, my sister led me out the back to a building directly behind the Iron Rogues clubhouse. The Iron Rogues had a clinic back there, which came in handy when you needed an unexpected pregnancy test. Although they probably needed it for more serious medical issues since it turned out to be fully decked out with an x-ray machine and all sorts of other equipment.

"I can't believe I didn't think about the possibility of being pregnant yet," Molly muttered, shaking her head while we waited for Blade, the Iron Rogues doctor, to join us.

I rolled my eyes with a sigh. "And I can't believe that Fox tricked me into not getting on my flight by telling me you were expecting Maverick's baby."

"Okay, that explains what you said when you got here." Molly climbed onto the exam table and perched on the edge. "But not what's going on between you and the Iron Rogues prez. Where've you been for the past few days? And more importantly, what have you been up to?"

She wagged her brows to emphasize her last question, making me giggle. "Probably the same stuff you got up to with Maverick when he carried you out of Silver Ink and brought you here, only I have a hurricane to thank for stranding me in a place with only one bed."

"Holy crap," Molly shrieked, rubbing her hands together. "You and Fox are like a romance novel. You've got an MC president chasing a princess from another club. Plus an age gap, a hurricane, and the all-time favorite only one bed trope!"

I quirked a brow and planted a fist on my hip. "Like you can talk. You were literally tossed over Maverick's shoulder. He's the Iron Rogues VP, and you're a club princess just like me, and he had to shoot some guy stalking you. That's all book-worthy, too."

"Fair point," she conceded with a grin. "Although, one thing our stories don't have in common is that Dad has reluctantly given his blessing for my relationship. But he has no clue what you've been up to with Fox."

"Yet," I sighed, dropping onto one of the chairs with a sigh. "But I'm sure that'll only last for so long. Eventually, he'll realize I'm not in Europe and will start looking closer to home."

She gave me the side-eye. "Girl, you better come up with a better plan than that. I had you covering for me at home, but you don't have the same advantage. Dad noticed your car was here and then gone when everything went down with Fritz, and Maverick pointed out to him that Fox was missing too."

"Dammit," I hissed, raking my fingers through my hair. "I hope he's not keeping close tabs on Fox. I want more time with him before we have to deal with Dad, but if someone reported to him that I just rode into the compound on the back of Fox's bike, we both know what'll happen."

She nodded with a grimace. "Yeah, he'd be here in no time flat."

"And then I'd have to throw you under the bus to get out of trouble with him," I teased.

Molly narrowed her eyes at me. "How would you do that?"

"By telling him that you're preggers." I grinned at her. "Then he can lose his shit over his baby girl having a baby."

"But we don't even know if that's true," she protested, shaking her head. "I haven't taken a test yet."

"That's where I come in," Blade muttered as he strode into the clinic. "It's a good thing I know how determined Mav is to knock you up, or else I would've had to send one of the prospects out for a urine test. Never needed one before now. Gonna have to keep them stocked up now that my club brothers are falling like flies. If I wasn't a doctor, I'd have to worry about it being contagious."

"I don't know," I drawled, beaming a mischievous smile at him. "From the stories I've heard growing up, it certainly seems as though the happily ever afters spread through the Silver Saints clubhouse after my dad fell for my mom."

"Too true," Molly agreed. "And their relationship started with a kidnapping like mine did with Maverick."

"Plus, you have two Mackenzies here now," I added. "That would only make it spread even faster, right?"

Heaving a deep sigh, Blade shook his head as he decided to ignore our teasing and focus on the reason we were in his clinic. "You want to pee on a stick or have me draw your blood?"

"Which one is faster?" Molly asked.

"You'll get the results from the urine test in a few minutes, but I'll want to confirm with a blood test if it comes back positive. That has to get sent out to the lab, but I can have a prospect run it over right away, so we'd know in a day or two," he explained.

"Okay, I'll pee on a stick for now, but I want to wait until Maverick's here to see the results."

My sister's answer made me smile. "Aw, that's so sweet."

Blade yanked a box out of a drawer and ripped it open before thrusting a stick at Molly. "Go piss on this."

She slid off the exam table and padded over to the bathroom across from us. Blade chuckled when I followed her, but we were sisters who were only a year apart in age, so we had peed in front of each other tons of times.

"Crap, this is harder than I expected," she grumbled. "Aiming while peeing just isn't something girls learn how to do."

I wrinkled my nose. "Remind me to just jump to the blood test when it's my turn."

She got up and set the test facedown before washing her hands, grinning at me through the mirror. "It would be so amazing if we were pregnant at the same time. Our kids could grow up as two peas in a pod just like we did!"

"Only if they don't get up to the same things we did as teenagers." I shook my head with a laugh, remembering some of our antics.

Molly shrugged. "If Dad wasn't so strict with us, maybe we wouldn't have tried to break the rules so often."

"Which makes it super ironic that we both fell for guys with that same overprotective streak," I pointed out.

"Crap, you're right," she groaned as we left the bathroom.

Watching my big sister take a pregnancy test and talking about the possibility of us having kids at the same time made me think about all of the times Fox and I had sex without any protection. Although we hadn't really talked about it other than during the heat of the moment, I knew the risk I was taking. So when Blade looked up from his phone, I asked, "How early can someone take a test?"

Blade's focus shifted to me. "Blood tests can tell if you're pregnant ten days after conception. Any sooner, and you run the risk of a false negative."

"By someone, do you mean you?" Molly squealed, bouncing on the exam table.

My cheeks filled with heat. "Yeah…um…I do, but it's too early to tell since it hasn't been a week yet."

"Well, shit," Blade sighed. "I guess I'll need to stock up on those damn tests more than I thought if it's possible that the prez has already knocked you up."

"If Fox is anything like Mav, then that's absolutely the right call," Molly agreed with a grin. "My man is obsessed with knocking me up. Just last night?—"

"I don't need to hear this shit about my club brothers," Blade muttered as he headed toward the door.

"Just wait until you find your old lady," Molly teased with a laugh. "And if it's soon, then maybe you'll rethink the whole contagious thing, even if it's scientifically impossible."

He paused to glare at her over his shoulder and growled, "Not gonna happen."

We were giggling at his vehement denial when Maverick raced past him and asked, "Is it over? How did everything go?"

"Good." Molly beamed a smile at him. "All I had to do was pee on a stick after giving Blade a hard time about finding a woman of his own so he'd be as deliriously happy as we are."

"How soon will we know?"

Molly jerked her chin toward the bathroom. "The results are probably ready now, but I promised you I'd wait to look, so I left it in there."

As I watched Maverick tug her inside to see if she was pregnant, Fox came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my front. "C'mon, baby. Let's give them some privacy."

As curious as I was to know if the test was positive, I knew this was a special moment for them as a couple. "Yeah."

Fox led me back to the clubhouse, and when we reached the back door, I heard Maverick yell, "I'm gonna be a dad!"

"Woohoo! I'm gonna be an aunt," I hollered back.

Fox nudged me into the building. "How about we go up to our room so I can make sure you'll be a mommy soon too, if I haven't already gotten the job done."

Butterflies swirled in my belly. "Yes, please."