She disappears into the bedroom. I walk into the kitchen, opening the fridge, I reach for the beer.
“Hudson.” Her shrill scream rents through the air.
Jagger, David, and I are running into our bedroom. My hand on my gun, I come to a stop when I see her staring at the bed. I glance around the room and see it’s empty except for us.
“Hudson, he’s been here,” She whispers.
“Mia, what’s going on?” Jagger asks as I try and regain my breath. Christ I thought someone was here.
She picks something off the bed and turns to face me. She hands me the small box and a note. Her entire body shaking, tears fall down her face. God, what the fuck happened? How did this get in here?
I read the note.
Mia,
We’re expecting. How amazing. I never thought about being a father before but I’m really looking forward to the idea.
When will we know about the gender? I’d like to know so I can attend the scan.
Please ensure that Hudson is not in attendance. I do not want that man near my child.
I’ll be close by, keeping an eye on you.
Here’s a little gift for our baby.
All my love,
M.
You have to be fucking shitting me.
Before I can say anything, Jag snatches the note out of my hand. His eyes grow wide as he reads the note. “Mia, you’re pregnant?” His eyes watery, and I know he’s thinking that what that asshole has said in that note is true. He loves Mia and is hurting for her.
“Yes, she is and that fucker better watch his step. Mia is ten weeks pregnant, we found out today, she had a scan. So get that fucking look of your face, it’s not his.” I’m going to be fielding this goddamn questions for a long time.
“Congrats boss, another male to take over,” David says patting me on my shoulder.
“Thank fuck for that,” Jagger sighs in relief. “Welcome to the club man.” He pulls me into a hug. “So the little dude is due when? March?”
“I’m not sure, I never asked,” I say, and look to Mia to help me out. She’s standing there with her hands on her hips, tears falling down her face but she’s pissed. “Mia?”
“Since when did we know the gender? Hmm? Last time I checked, I was ten weeks pregnant.” There’s a bite to her tone, I know she didn’t want anyone to know just yet, but there was no way around them knowing. Especially with this fucking gift.
“What’s in the box?” David asks, anger lacing his words.
I take the lid of the box and I see red. The fucker bought a fucking teddy bear.
“Can we throw it in the trash?” Mia’s voice is small, she’s upset, absolutely fucking wrecked. “How did he find out?”
I pull her into my arms. “I don’t know, but I promise you he’s not getting anywhere near you.”
“He’ll die before he gets a chance,” David vows. “Mia,” he says and she turns to face him, it’s the first time he’s called her by her name, he’s called her Princess so far. “I’m going to stay on that fucker’s trail, I’ll know where he is every second of the day. He’s not going to hurt you, or your baby.”
Mia pulls away from me and walks over to David, her arms going around him and she pulls him into a hug, sobbing against him as she does. I leave her be, knowing that she’s grateful to him, I’m not jealous of it, in fact, I’m relieved that they’re developing a friendship. David needs some softness in his life right now. I’m not sure if I’d be so easy if it were any of my other men. Jagger’s an exception.
My cell rings, taking it out of my pocket I see that it’s dad. About fucking time. “Is it done?” Mia and David pull apart, the hardness he had in his eyes has softened.