Royal Mess (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 3)

Bristol laughed. “I get that feeling quite often. Well, except for the actual baby part.”

“You can give Marco my piece,” I laughed. He had done such a good job at finishing my dinner, that he could easily put away my dessert.

Marco waved his hand. “I’m gonna have to skip dessert tonight. Put mine up for later, Bristol.”

Marco’s phone rang, and he pulled it out of his pocket. He glared at the screen. “I need to take this.” He slid off his stool and stalked out of the kitchen.

“Oh hell,” Apollo muttered. “I better go see what the hell is going on.” Apollo followed behind with Murphy and Princeton trailing after.

“And then there were three,” Greer laughed. She reached for a plate with a brownie on it. “I guess that means I get to eat Apollo’s share this time.” She grabbed the spatula from Bristol and flipped another piece of brownie onto her plate. “How about we take this to the media room and continue our Golden Girls marathon?” she asked.

I shrugged. “I mean, why not?” Marco was rather annoyed I was staying my room, so if I camped out in the media room with Greer and Bristol, he couldn’t be grumpy at me.

Bristol pulled two bottles from the fridge and held them up. “You grab the brownie and I’ll bring the sparkling wine and wine.”

“Did you get me non-alcoholic wine?” I laughed.

Bristol shrugged. “It was on the list this morning. If it’s on the list, I buy it.”

We headed to the media room, and I plopped down on the comfiest comfy couch in the world.

“I’m totally having my baby right here,” I sighed.

“Uh, really?” Bristol asked. She set the pan of brownies on the table by the TV and twisted off the top to the non-alcoholic wine. “You think your doctor would be okay with that?”

“Doctor?” Greer asked when she walked into the room. She set three wine glasses on the table next to the brownies. “Do we need one?”

I shook my head. “I think I’m good.”

“Do you have one here?” Greer

asked. She sat down on the couch next to me and grabbed the TV remote. She turned it on the TV and started the next episode of the Golden Girls.

“Uh, well, no.” That was on the list of things I needed to do yet. Indiana and I had both said I needed to find a doctor to deliver the baby, but I didn’t have a chance to get around to it.

“Don’t you think that’s something you should have?” Bristol asked. She sat down in one of the recliners and moaned loudly. “Oh, my God. I don’t know how these chairs can be like sitting on a cloud, but they are.”

Greer stood and moved to a large trunk on the side of the room. She pulled out two blankets and handed one to Bristol. “I’m sure Marco and Apollo already thought about it. I bet there is a doctor on call at a minute’s notice.” She sat back down next to me and draped the banket over both of us.

“You think?” What kind of mom was I? I hadn’t even thought about how I was going to have this baby while I was holed up here. “Maybe I should call the local hospital or something.”

Greer shook her head. “As crazy as it sounds, I know Apollo and Marco have everything under control when it comes to that baby.”

I leaned my head back on the couch and sighed. “I hope you’re right, otherwise you and Bristol are going to help bring this baby into the world.”

“No, no,” Bristol laughed. “I am not at all skilled in the knowledge of giving birth. Though I did see a cow give birth one time.”

Greer twisted around to look at Bristol. “Does that story have anything to do with your cousin Alice?”

Bristol burst out laughing. “You know it.”

“Who is Alice?” I asked. I hadn’t heard that name when I was at the clubhouse, and Bristol had never mentioned her before.

“My cousin,” Bristol laughed. “She met a guy in a motorcycle club and now has a pet cow.”

I must have been the only who thought that was a bit weird. An ol’ lady in a motorcycle club and she had a pet cow? Those two just didn’t seem to go together. “That you watched give birth?” I asked. That was a story I didn’t see coming.

Bristol shook her head. “I watched her cow’s mom give birth to her.”