Snapped: Satan's Fools MC

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Lana, but her sister didn’t take advice well. He still felt a bit sorry for her, though.
    He got up and joined his wife in the shower. It was huge. He loved living on the farm. Life was so much better now. He was starting to like the peaceful quiet of the country and there were plenty of great roads to ride on. True lived up the road and Whistler had bought their old house.
    The club was enjoying a quiet spell and all seemed to be good lately.
    Once out of the shower, he dried Morgana off and got her to lay on the bed. One of his favorite things to do was to rub her belly with coconut oil. He really wanted to know the sex of the baby, but Morgana said it should be a surprise. Maybe she was right, but he was secretly hoping for a son. Morgana claimed not to care as long as the baby was healthy.
    They had completed a little remodeling at the farm, hanging flat screen televisions in almost every room.  Whistler only wanted one of the walls of flat screen televisions from their old home. They had a baby monitor and video cam in the nursery, but if he knew his ol’ lady, she would be keeping the baby in their bedroom for the first month or so.
    The Satan’s Fool’s ol’ ladies had given Morgana a great baby shower, and she was making friends with them again. Life was damn good these days. Everyone was getting along together except for Lana. He stroked her belly gently as their baby kicked back at him.
    “I love you, babe, and I swear I’ll never stop loving you ever.”
    Morgana smiled at him. “I love you too, Raven. I think Snap and Rip need to go outside. They’re barking.”
    Raven looked at her. “Damn dogs. I told you we should have stuck with cats!”
    “Shut up,” she shot back teasingly. “You picked them out and you love them as much as I do! Go let them out and get back here.”
    She had to giggle as she watched Raven’s naked firm ass walk out of the bedroom to let their two mutts out. He was doing pretty well on the farm for a city biker. Wait until he saw the dairy goats that would be arriving any day now. She started to giggle harder and thought of how Raven was going to love goats after he got over having a major fit. He’d love not having to mow, and she had ideas for using goat’s milk. Cheese, soap, selling it to people that wanted it … She wasn’t working, so the money would be welcomed.
    Raven was a changed man, and she also had become a different person. The past was firmly where it should be: in the past.
    They were moving forward to a better future.
    She shifted on the bed to get comfortable and felt a cramp and a wet spot form underneath her body. To her shock, she discovered that she was going into labor.
    She calmly reached for her cell phone and contacted Doctor Mann. “My water broke,” she gently informed him as soon as he answered, “and I’m having cramps.”
    “A little earlier than we expected, Morgana. Head over to the hospital and we’ll check you out,” the doctor replied.
    Raven walked into the room as Morgana was getting dressed. He thought it was odd until he noticed the wet sheets on the bed.
    “It’s happening now??” he blurted, surprised. “Right after we fucked? I’m so sorry, babe, but you said it was safe. I should have known better. Fuck!” He was trying to get into his jeans and he was clearly more upset than she was about the baby coming early.
    “I called Doctor Mann and he’ll meet us at the hospital. Raven, try to relax, I’ve got this. It will be fine, I promise you.” Morgana hid the smile on her face as she watched him fumbling with his boots.
    “Should we call your brothers? You have your stuff all packed up, right?” He was panicking and she laughed.
    “No calls to anyone. This is private. I want it to be about just us and our baby. Do you think I should drive? You don’t look like you can.”
    She knew damn well that would get him out of panic mode; he never let her drive.
    “Morgana, I can drive. Just get your stuff and let’s

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