days.”
“Then you two can start practicing making a baby.” Chloe giggles at her own joke as she strokes Martha’s cheek.
“My mom sterilized me when I was nine.”
The room falls silent. Cole watches Chloe stare straight at Birdy and the sheer horror that covers her face. He knows way more than even Dax probably does about Birdy from their bonding time, things that made his stomach turn. There were even points when he had to hold back his vomit.
He’d always been skeptical of Dax and Birdy’s relationship, but now believes some divine intervention sent her into his brother’s life. He’s a protector, and always has been.
“You never know, Birdy. Like I told you, Dax is a strong man and may have the little buddies to get it done.”
She chuckles at Cole’s joke like she always does. Chloe remains in shocked silence on the bed.
“It’s okay, Chloe. The only thing I want or need in my life is Dax.”
“Are we ready?” a gruff voice interrupts.
They all look to see the transport nurse behind a wheelchair. Eli jumps up and guides Chloe to sit in the chair, and then takes Martha from Birdy and places her in Chloe’s arms.
“There you go, momma.” Eli kisses her forehead and then reaches for the car seat and bags. Birdy and Cole help pack some other bags and vases of flowers. They stay several steps behind, giving the new parents their slice of glory. Several nurses and doctors stop them and hug the couple, wishing them well.
“Jax is going home.”
Cole looks toward Birdy with a raised eyebrow.
“Cole, I know you’re not that dumb. Are you?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Jax gave you a huge clue in the room. She nearly begged you to go to her.”
“Er mah god, love doctor, she did not.”
“Then why did she feel the need to let the whole room know where she was going?”
Cole doesn’t answer Birdy, knowing it will only prod her into giving more love advice. He will suggest to Dax that he needs to hook her up as a writer for soap operas, or hell, maybe even a romance author. He has no doubt that with her imagination she could be the next big hit.
It takes both men to get the car loaded perfectly while Birdy and Chloe sit on either side of the car seat talking to Martha. The men have to pack and repack the luggage several times before it all fits. Eli snatches the keys from Cole, clearly proud as hell to drive his girls home for the first time.
Cole turns to go and feels a hand tapping his shoulder from the open back passenger door. He turns to see Birdy pointing back toward the hospital. Jax is sitting on that damn bench waiting for the bus.
“Go.”
Cole only stares.
“Go give her a chance to have a Sterling for life.”
He shakes his head, steps up to the passenger door, and places his hand on the handle. He slowly opens it, never taking his eyes from Jax on the bench.
“Eli.”
“Yeah, man.”
“I need to take care of something.”
“No worries. I got this. Text me.”
Cole gestures with his head to Birdy, silently asking him to take care of her.
“I’ve got this, Cole.”
“Thanks, man.”
Cole shuts the door and takes the fucking scariest twenty steps of his life. He’ll never know if he doesn’t ask, and he can’t live with that regret. He loves Jax. He fucked up, but that doesn’t mean he should be punished for life.
“Jax.”
She slowly lifts her head and looks him in the eyes with tears rolling down her cheeks.
Nobody plans to be the fuck-up of the family. Kam’s perfect image was thrown to the curb when he overdosed on cocaine. He’s never needed the white shit, or even liked the way it made him feel, but when his family began to fall apart, and the alcohol didn’t dull shit, and orgasms failed to get him off, he turned to it. And then she walked into his life. He’d binge on her night after night, living on her juices.
She didn’t show one night, and that’s when everything went wrong. He had too much cocaine, and when the haze
“Then you two can start practicing making a baby.” Chloe giggles at her own joke as she strokes Martha’s cheek.
“My mom sterilized me when I was nine.”
The room falls silent. Cole watches Chloe stare straight at Birdy and the sheer horror that covers her face. He knows way more than even Dax probably does about Birdy from their bonding time, things that made his stomach turn. There were even points when he had to hold back his vomit.
He’d always been skeptical of Dax and Birdy’s relationship, but now believes some divine intervention sent her into his brother’s life. He’s a protector, and always has been.
“You never know, Birdy. Like I told you, Dax is a strong man and may have the little buddies to get it done.”
She chuckles at Cole’s joke like she always does. Chloe remains in shocked silence on the bed.
“It’s okay, Chloe. The only thing I want or need in my life is Dax.”
“Are we ready?” a gruff voice interrupts.
They all look to see the transport nurse behind a wheelchair. Eli jumps up and guides Chloe to sit in the chair, and then takes Martha from Birdy and places her in Chloe’s arms.
“There you go, momma.” Eli kisses her forehead and then reaches for the car seat and bags. Birdy and Cole help pack some other bags and vases of flowers. They stay several steps behind, giving the new parents their slice of glory. Several nurses and doctors stop them and hug the couple, wishing them well.
“Jax is going home.”
Cole looks toward Birdy with a raised eyebrow.
“Cole, I know you’re not that dumb. Are you?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Jax gave you a huge clue in the room. She nearly begged you to go to her.”
“Er mah god, love doctor, she did not.”
“Then why did she feel the need to let the whole room know where she was going?”
Cole doesn’t answer Birdy, knowing it will only prod her into giving more love advice. He will suggest to Dax that he needs to hook her up as a writer for soap operas, or hell, maybe even a romance author. He has no doubt that with her imagination she could be the next big hit.
It takes both men to get the car loaded perfectly while Birdy and Chloe sit on either side of the car seat talking to Martha. The men have to pack and repack the luggage several times before it all fits. Eli snatches the keys from Cole, clearly proud as hell to drive his girls home for the first time.
Cole turns to go and feels a hand tapping his shoulder from the open back passenger door. He turns to see Birdy pointing back toward the hospital. Jax is sitting on that damn bench waiting for the bus.
“Go.”
Cole only stares.
“Go give her a chance to have a Sterling for life.”
He shakes his head, steps up to the passenger door, and places his hand on the handle. He slowly opens it, never taking his eyes from Jax on the bench.
“Eli.”
“Yeah, man.”
“I need to take care of something.”
“No worries. I got this. Text me.”
Cole gestures with his head to Birdy, silently asking him to take care of her.
“I’ve got this, Cole.”
“Thanks, man.”
Cole shuts the door and takes the fucking scariest twenty steps of his life. He’ll never know if he doesn’t ask, and he can’t live with that regret. He loves Jax. He fucked up, but that doesn’t mean he should be punished for life.
“Jax.”
She slowly lifts her head and looks him in the eyes with tears rolling down her cheeks.
Nobody plans to be the fuck-up of the family. Kam’s perfect image was thrown to the curb when he overdosed on cocaine. He’s never needed the white shit, or even liked the way it made him feel, but when his family began to fall apart, and the alcohol didn’t dull shit, and orgasms failed to get him off, he turned to it. And then she walked into his life. He’d binge on her night after night, living on her juices.
She didn’t show one night, and that’s when everything went wrong. He had too much cocaine, and when the haze
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