“Are you still worried about the baby having schizophrenia?” she asks.
“I’ll always be worried about that, but I’m seeing it’s not the demonized condition I made it out to be.”
“I’m glad to hear you say that.”
My phone buzzes. I reach over to the dresser. “Hello.”
“It’s done, brother,” Stone says.
I release a shaky breath. “That’s a good thing.”
“We need you to come in and debrief, and make sure our asses are covered.”
I close my eyes. “You there?”
“Yeah, was about to take the Old Lady to her doctor appointment.”
“Everything all right?” Stone asks.
“Yeah, today we find out the sex of the baby.”
“Sorry, brother. This is important.”
“I know, I’ll make arrangements,” I say hanging up.
Ruthie stares at me with glassy eyes. “You have to go?”
“Yes, I’m sorry.”
“I’ll get the doctor to put the sex in an envelope.”
“I’m sorry, babe.” I slip out of bed and hug her from behind.
“Maybe Rochelle will go with me?”
“Have you talked to her?”
“No, but I figure this way, I can bribe her with baby crap.”
I laugh. “Good plan.” I force myself to move away from her and pull on a clean white t-shirt and my jeans. I grab my cut off the chair and shrug it on. “Call her now, so I know you’re not going to be alone.”
She sighs heavily.
“You want to see who’s more stubborn?”
“No.” She grabs her phone off the nightstand.
I wait and then cringe as she holds the phone away from her ear and a shrill voice from little Rowan comes out of the earpiece.
“You want to go to my gyno appointment? I’m finding out what the baby is today,” Ruthie yells.
“Really?” Rochelle asks.
I pat Ruthie’s back to let her know I’m leaving. She’ll be fine. She looks up at me and I mouth, “Boundaries.” She nods her head. I pat her ass one last time and leave the room before she sucks me back in. I want to know what happened to this shit stain.
Twenty minutes later, I walk into the clubhouse and Shadow cheers.
“Pay up!” He holds his hand out to Echo who scowls and slaps a C-note into Shadow’s open palm.