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

He shrugged.

“Really? No explanation?”

He glanced out the window. “I’m having three doctors come tomorrow.”

“Are you changing the subject?” I laughed.

“Yes. I’d appreciate if you would go with it.”

I rolled my eyes. “Why are three doctors coming tomorrow? I really only need one, and I think I’m going to be doing all of the work.”

“You can pick which one you like the best,” he explained.

“Only you would send for three doctors so I can pick which one I like.” Considerate Marco was peeking his head out. “I’m sure they’ll all be fine.”

“You pick. I want you comfortable.”

“Will you talk to them with me?” I wasn’t too sure what I should be asking and it felt right to ask Marco to be with me.

“Whatever you want, Royal. Though I don’t know what to ask.” He glanced down at my stomach. “I was an only child.”

I laughed and laid a hand on the swell of my stomach. “Looks like we’re in the same boat. I wasn’t an only child, but I was the youngest. I have zero experience with babies, and I have no idea about giving birth other than what I learned in health class.”

“Did you have a doctor in Destin?”

I shrugged. “Yes and no. I just went to the clinic for my check-ups, and each time it was a different doctor. All they did was just make sure the baby was doing okay and that was it.” I figured that was all I really needed anyway. As long as the baby was healthy, I was fine, too.

“Well, I think whoever you pi

ck should be the doctor you keep for the baby and yourself after you give birth.”

“That would be great if I had insurance, Marco. Or even money,” I laughed. “Just as long as your doctor helps me deliver this baby, I can worry about after later.”

“I’ll pay for it, Royal.”

I rolled my eyes. “Please don’t throw your money at me, Marco. I don’t have my hand out.” I didn’t mean to sound like I needed help from Marco. I was more than thankful for what he’d already given me and didn’t expect anything else.

“I don’t think that you do, Royal.”

I sat back in my chair and shifted away from Marco. “Then I don’t need your help after the baby comes.” I wasn’t a charity case. I had made it this far, and I had no doubt I would be fine. “Can we talk about something else, or maybe you should go get something to eat.”

Marco looked at me. “You’ll still be here when I get back?”

I chuckled. “Do you want me to still be here?”

He nodded. “Yes.”

Well.

“Yeah, I’ll be here. I don’t want to be lame and go to bed before eight.” Even though I could have fallen asleep right then and there.

“Two minutes and I’ll be back.”

I flitted my hand at him. “Go before there isn’t any food left.”

He reached out and brushed his fingertips over my cheek. “I’ll be right back.”

He seemed pretty concerned about me leaving while he was gone.