Wanna Bet? (46 page)

“
Maybe we should all get
down?” Tucker asks amused.

Andrew looks at the crowd
still watching us and nods while jumping down, Tucker lifts me and
places me into Andrews arms before he jumps down.

“
I’m really happy for you”
Andrew says quietly in my ear as I wrap my arms around
him.

“
I’m terrified” I admit
just as quietly back.

“
You have nothing to worry
about” he kissed my cheek and lets me go when Tucker wraps an arm
around me.

“
You want me to go looking
for the chicken or do you want to come with me?” he asks, smirking
at Andrews bemused expression.

“
I’ll come with” I smile up
at him.

Tucker takes my arm to
guide me out of the club but the DJ puts on Shawn Desman’s
Shook
so I pull his arm
and tug him to the dance floor, a few people move out of the way,
giving us a wide berth as we find a quiet area. Tucker wastes no
time pulling me against him but I turn my back to him and he moves
his hands to my bump as we move our hips to the beat, I cover his
hands with my own and everything around us melts away as I lean my
head on his shoulder and get lost in those beautiful blue eyes of
his that I hope more than anything our baby girl
inherits.

Someone takes a picture of
us and before long it appears on the various screens around the bar
and on the walls surrounding us.

In these moments, I let
the warmth and happiness that surrounds me, consume me and I know
that no matter what happens my baby will be loved and have a huge
family. I didn’t have a great family growing up and loosing my dad
at such a young age really affected me because I was a complete
daddy’s girl. As strange and unconventional as my life in the club
has turned out. I know that each and every person here has my back
and will welcome my baby with open arms, no questions asked, just
like they did for me. Unlike me, she will never miss out on
anything in life and will be surrounded with everything and
everyone that a person needs in their life and I couldn’t be
happier for that.

Well maybe, if I could
have a cup of coffee, I’d be a little bit happier.

“
Uhh … Soph …”

Sophie lifts her head from
the magazine she reading to look at me. Her and Matt have been
staying with us the last few weeks to help move Tucker into my
house and the men have been setting the baby’s bedroom
up.

“
Yeah?” she asks taking a
sip of her drink and tucking her legs under her.

“
Uh … can you get Tucker
for me please?”

“
Sure” She frowns at me and
leave me alone in the living room.

My due date was a week ago
and since last night I’ve been having pains, first they started
every few hours but they are every few minutes now and I’m actually
starting to panic because my ‘if I don’t think about it, it isn’t
happening’ theory isn’t working so well.

“
You okay babe?” Tucker
asks as he makes his way down the stairs.

“
Uh ….” I pull the blanket
off my lap and look down at the wet pool that’s under my dress and
on our cream leather sofa “Maybe?”

“
What’s wrong?”

I wince as another pain
flashes through me and grip the edge of the sofa.

Noticing my expression he
wastes no time in rushing over to me and cupping my face in his
hands “Brooke!” his panicked voice calls out to me.

“
My … pain … time …” I
pant.

He searches my eyes
looking for something and when I lift my dress to show him the
water all the color drains from his face and she starts panicking
looking around the room. I would laugh at him but I’m pretty sure
I’m about ready to have my baby and I don’t want to give birth on
my sofa.

“
Sophie!!!” he shouts out
and murmurs apologies when I flinch away from his loud
voice.

“
What’s wrong?” Sophie and
Matt run into the room looking around for danger.

“
Her waters have broke,
she’s in pain. We have to do something!” he shouts at them
again.

“
Why are you freaking out,
Brooke seems fine” Matt asks his lips twitching with
amusement.

Sophie starts gathering up
random things and telling us we need to get in the car to the
hospital but Tucker looks back at me.

I shrug at him and smile
weakly “The pains started last night but now they are coming faster
and I think my water just broke so … I can have a coffee
soon”

***

Seven weeks
later.

Mia-Sophia Lloyd is the
most beautiful little girl in the world. She has her dads blazing
blue eyes and even her cry is that of an angel. Giving birth wasn’t
as bad as I thought, it hurt like hell and I don’t think I’d do it
again but I had been in labor for a while before I went to hospital
and basically didn’t have time to do anything except push her out
when we eventually got there. As soon as she was born we named her
Mia-Sophie, Mia after Tuckers mom and Sophia after Sophie because
she helped me through some of the most horrendous times in my life
and was always there to help me through everything. We were
released from hospital the next day and Tucker basically hasn’t
taken his eyes off her since. I couldn’t have asked for anything
better, he attends to her every needs – to the point where we
actually argue over who gets to change her diapers – The amount of
visitors we’ve had is surreal. Will brought his wife and my half
brother over to meet Mia and Jess and Andrew are a constant
presence at our house, Dave and Matt along with the rest of Heavens
Devils have all been to visit during a break from their tour and
Tuckers band mates have basically moved in and all dote on the
little girl as if she is royalty. Matt and Sophie only stayed for
two weeks and then went back to their own lives to plan their
wedding. Jess and Lucy have been over, showering us all with gifts
along with Zack and Chloe.

Basically we have an
enormous family and we wouldn’t change a thing.

Tuckers parents are with
us this week and have convinced us to go to the club – none of us
have been there since Mia’s birth and even though I need to check
on business, I’m not worried because I know Will would have taken
care of everything and I really don’t want to leave Mia for any
amount of time. Tucker is even more reluctant to leave her than I
am but there is no arguing with Mr & Mrs Lloyd when they want
to spend the night with their first grandchild.

As soon as we enter the
club a loud cheer erupts around us. Tucker is quickly pulled to a
table with his band mates and I once again find myself over Andrews
shoulder as he takes us to the bar.

To my surprise, he doesn’t
stop at the bar he drops me to my feet outside the office and
leaves me there with a kiss on the cheek. I open my door to find
Will waiting for me behind his desk.

“
Hey” I smile as I close
the door behind me.

“
Brooke… I have something
for you”

I frown at the nervousness
in his voice but he ignores it and stands from his desk, when he
reaches me he pulls me into a hug, drops and envelope in my hand
and leaves me alone in the office.

I look down at the
envelope in my hand and turn it over to find it blank. All the hair
on my neck stands up but I walk slowly over to the sofa and pull
out the letter inside.

Brooke,

My Baby Girl.

If you’re reading this
letter it’s because you have your own baby now and I’m not there to
see it.

I’m so, sorry that I’m not
in your life anymore but I can rest assured that you’ve found Will
and I can only hope that you’re happy.

There has never been
anything more in the world that I love more than you, you’re smile
could light up a room and your laugh …. Your laugh is amazing, with
your laugh alone, I’m sure you could power a city from the pure
beauty of it.

You’re a very special
woman Brooke, you always have been. You’re kind and loving and
selfless and I know that you would have surrounded yourself with
the same.

I also know that the man
you have chosen to spend your life with is amazing and just as much
of a beautiful person as you, both inside and out. You would never
settle for less and I want you to know I approve, and am proud.
Tell him I say, Hi, congratulations and he better look after my
baby girl or there will be trouble.

I know that now you have
your own child you must understand how much a parents love is
unconditional.

I believe in you Brooke, I
always have. I know that you have a tendency to worry and not think
you’re good enough but trust me to tell you that you can do this
and you are good enough.

That baby you’ve just
given birth to is the luckiest living person on this earth because
you are his/her mother. It will grow up being loved by you which
means that it will grow up needing nothing and learning how to love
just like you do.

You made me happy Brooke,
always remember that.

I love you
always,

I miss you
always,

I’m watching over you
always.

Forever loved,

You’re daddy.

Xxxxx

P.S I want to meet the
little one.

Tears drop down on the
page as I read it and reread it over and over again. I have no idea
why my dad would have written me a letter but I’m just glad that he
did.

When I first looked at
Mia, I believed I had everything I ever wanted, but now, knowing my
dad believes in me enough to know I can do this, now I truly do
have everything.

I attempt to wait until
the tears stop to go back out into the club but I know there’s no
way they are going to stop anytime soon so I fold the letter up and
put it in my bag before I push the office door open. I scan the bar
looking for Will but there’s no sign of him anywhere.

“
Luce, where’s
Will?”

Lucy turns to me with a
bright smile but it fades when she see’s I’m crying “He left why?
Is everything okay?”

I don’t answer her instead
I head over to the bands table.

“
We’re going on a road trip
tomorrow”

“
We are?” Tucker looks up
at me.

I nod at him and pass him
the letter, as soon as he has it in his hands I’m lifted up into
the air and this time Andrew does stop at the bar and climbs on
after me with two microphones in his hand.

“
How about we celebrate
Brookes return?” He calls into his mic through his
crowd.

I grin over at him “What
did you have in mind?”

“
Hmm” He rubs his chin and
pretends to be in thought before a mischievous grin takes over his
face “How about … a little … bet?”

The End

Hmm … about me … what to
say?

I’ve always
loved reading and writing, I can happily read two or three books a
day – as long as I have nothing else to do.

My love for
writing started early, when all my friends where asking for dolls
and other toys, I was asking for pens, paper and then a
typewriter.

I haven’t
really figured out what I want to do in life yet so in the
meantime, I write. I’ve worked a number of different jobs and have
an array of qualifications that I no longer know what to do with or
any way of using them.

My mind is
complex and I’m sure there are some people who could spend an
eternity studying just my thought process alone.

I go through
phases quicker than the weather changes. One week I might like
cowboys and country music, the next I’ll like bad boys and rock
music.

If you want to
contact me me, you can follow me on Twitter @**** or email
me
*****@hotmail.co.uk
or like my Facebook page.

It’s not easy
to keep up with me but it’s always fun to try. There is never a
boring moment anyway.

Before you go, how about a
sneak peek at my next book?

“
Are you
kidding me?” I’m aware that I’m shouting and people
star
ing at us but I no longer
care.

“
Lou let’s
just leave it”

I turn my
glare onto my best friend.

“
Yeah listen
to your fat friend” he sneers at her.

“
Who the hell
are you anyway?” I ask him giving him my best -you are shit on the
bottom of my shoe- look.

“
Well aren’t
you just the spoilt little rich one, shame daddy’s money couldn’t
teach you how to drive properly”

“
No, but it
taught me how to deal with assholes like you”

“
Watch who
you’re calling an asshole, bitch”