Misled (36 page)

Seven
months later…

“Push, Mega
n. Scream as loud as you wanna. Call me a dirty motherfucker for doin’ this to you.”

Meggie
shrieked, not saying any of what Christopher told her. He wished she would. It would help his conscience to stop beating him up for getting her pregnant in the first place. She fell back against the pillows, panting, her delicate, little hand squeezing his fingers with everything in her. His plain, gold wedding band bumped against her sapphire and diamond engagement ring and matching wedding band.

They’d been married four months and he loved every moment of it.
He knew she wanted a big wedding and he’d let her have it, too. Even if, to him, their courthouse wedding had sufficed.

Now, she was bringing his baby into the world. He tried not to think of his mother just then and how much he wished she was still around.
He did, however, remember Big Joe. Christopher had finally made peace with himself and the man he’d once loved. Meggie still knew nothing of her father’s memorial. Once Christopher decided her recovered from delivering his child, he’d take her. Bring flowers for both Boss and Patricia.

“Christopher!” she hollered.

“The head is crowning, Megan,” Dr. Will said gently. “You’re doing excellent.” She nodded at Christopher. “Isn’t she?”

“Yeah, baby. Doc’s right. It’s almost over.” Christopher kissed her sweaty forehead. He looked at Doc Will f
or guidance. He liked her, Megan’s second baby doctor. The first had been a man and there wasn’t no way Christopher would allow some fuck to look up Megan’s pussy. It was the Promised Land and his alone. Of course, Megan resisted. When Christopher explained what might accidentally happen to her doctor, she came around to his way of thinking. She arched into another contraction, straining so much Christopher knew she’d faint at any moment. Her hair, piled on her head in a messy bun, was soaked with sweat. Tears streamed down her beet-red face.

She fell back again, panting, her chest rising and falling in a hard wave. A high-pitched wail tore through the air and Christopher started.

“Congratulations,” the nurse said with a wide smile, bringing a squirming little alien with all types of goop to Megan and laying it on her heaving chest. “You have a beautiful baby boy.”

A son. He had a son. A son whose head looked crooked and squinched but a son all the same. Besides, Meggie didn’t seem to give a fuck that their son didn’t look quite human. The same look of love and adoration she gave the little boy, she turned on him, and Christopher swore he’d turned into a bitch. He actually felt tears in his eyes.

He hadn’t wanted to know the sex of the baby in advance, believing his family genes wouldn’t allow him to procreate a male and concluding Megan would give him a daughter.
Fuck
! He was happier than a motherfucker but he’d have to find something to do with all the pink baby shit he’d bought to surprise Megan with.

“All right, Megan. Let’s finish up here,” Doc said and the nurse took the baby away from her.

Christopher bent over and kissed her, for once not having words. But Meggie didn’t need them. She understood him and returned his kiss in a sweet display. He thumbed her tears away and pressed his forehead against hers.

“Thank you,” he whispered.
“You got a name for my boy?”

She caressed
away a tear slipping down his cheek. “Christopher Joseph Foy Caldwell.”

Christopher Joseph Foy Caldwell
. He might not have been a real royal like they had in Britain but his son was biker royalty and Megan had given him a name to match his status.

“He’s beaut
iful, isn’t he?” she continued, exhausted and drowsy.

Christopher chuckled.
“If you say so.”

She giggled
, her little fingers brushing his jaw. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, Megan.”

“Would you call Momma and tell her?”

Fuck, he’d prefer to slit his fucking wrists than talk to that whiny bitch. But she was his mother-in-law and Megan still gave her respect, although Christopher couldn’t understand why.
He sighed. “Sure thing, babe. Whatever you want.”

Christopher pulled out his cell phone and began to dial. He still heard Megan’s soft words. “As long as I have you and the baby, I have everything I’ll ever need.”

For once, they were in complete agreement.

The E
nd

All of the songs in
the playlist below aren’t mentioned in
Misled
. But I listened to them while writing the story and fleshing out each character. To me, the music I chose for them gave life to the characters in my head.

I hope you enjoyed Christopher’s and Meggie’s story.
Please find me: @katkelwriter,
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and
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.

Reviews are much appreciated.

Kat

Misled Play List

Christopher

Meggie

Johnnie

Mortician

Digger