Making the Cut (Sons of Templar MC #1)(102)

“Wait.” I commanded, trying to get down.

“Stop it Gwen, lets get you into bed.” He replied softly but firmly, pushing my damp hair out of my face.

“Can I at least brush my teeth?” I requested quietly but my voice had a bit of a bite.

Cade set me carefully down and handed me my toothbrush and toothpaste, before landing a kiss on my forehead.

“I’m going downstairs to get you some water and dry toast baby, will you be okay here for a couple of minutes?” His arms were at my shoulders like he was afraid I would collapse. The concern in his face and his actions made me warm up a little inside and I smiled at him.

“I’ll be fine honey, thank you, I’m starting to feel a bit better.” I told him truthfully.

He raised an eyebrow like he didn’t believe me but squeezed my arms. “I’ll be right back.” He promised.

I watched him a second, wondering how he could be the fiercest man I know when it came to dealing with kidnappers and such, then also be heartbreakingly tender.



“Cade I promise the chances of me dying of the stomach flu in the short time you are away are slim to none,” I said to him, my joking words deepening his scowl.

I sat up slightly in bed to meet his stare, he was standing beside the bed with his arms crossed.

“I’ll be fine.” I tried to convince him. I was feeling much better than I had an hour ago. Cade obviously didn’t believe me.

“It doesn’t sit right with me. Leaving my woman sick in bed, I wouldn’t be going unless I had to. But this is a pressing security job, I’ll try and be as quick as I can.” He said looking more than a little conflicted.

I took his hand pulling him down to sit on my bed.

“I’m fine.” I repeated. “It’s a bug, and I am already starting to feel better, and unfortunately it is beyond all your manly powers to heal me anyway. So instead of sitting here watching me get over this when there is nothing you can do, go and provide some security for someone who I’m sure you can help much more than me at this moment.” I told him softly.

He paused for a beat then responded. “My manly powers?” He expression had changed and the corner of his mouth turned into a slight smirk.

I smiled back. “Yes your manly powers, which include but are not limited to; saving me from kidnappers, chasing away my demons, and giving me the best orgasms of my life.” I declared, watching Cade’s face grow soft.

“Well you better rest up and get better so I can give you some more of those orgasms when I get back.” He ordered in a tone I couldn’t decipher.

He leaned down and kissed me tenderly on my forehead before walking towards the door, he turned back to me.

“I talked to Amy and she said she is coming home at lunch to check on you, and I want me to call you if you feel any worse, then no arguments I will be taking you to the doctors.” His was firm.

“Yes sir.” I replied with a smile. “Now go and put those muscles to good use.”

The corner of Cade’s lip twitched slightly. “Love you Gwen.”

My tummy dipped in a good way when I heard those words, which I would never tire of hearing.

“Love you Cade.”

He watched for me a second then left.

Pretty much as soon as Cade left I felt heaps better, so I got up and showered, dressed and had a small breakfast. I still was feeling slightly queasy so I quelled the idea of going into the store and passing along my germs to customers. Well that and the fact that I knew Cade would be pissed if he knew I wasn’t resting. I had gotten used to his over protective ways, and sometimes even liked it, knowing it came from a good place. But there were still other times when it pissed me the hell off. I was lying on our couch in the sun, typing orders on my laptop when I heard Amy arrive home.

“Hey Gwennie, just come to make sure you haven’t carked it.” She called from the door, entering the room with a bottle of lemonade and a brown bag. “I also have brought supplies known to settle a stomach bug.” She declared, sitting on the couch beside me and pulling a sandwich out of the bag.

“I’m actually feeling much better now.” I told her, sitting up and placing my laptop beside the food. Which I immediately ripped into.

“That’s, weird considering Cade told me you were super sick this morning.” She mused, while I took a bite. “You’re not preggers are you?” She joked, retrieving a salad out of the bag.

I froze mid chew, frantically thinking of dates in my mind while struggling to swallow. Amy noticed my reaction and turned towards me, salad forgotten, her expression disbelieving.

“Your on the pill. You couldn’t seriously be pregnant could you?” She questioned seriously. I remained frozen, and shrugged, silently freaking out.

“Okay when was your last period?” She asked rationally.

“I don’t know.” I replied, trying to think back.

Amy sat back and narrowed her eyes. “You don’t know when your last period is? Seriously you are not the woman who doesn’t know she is pregnant until she pops the f*cker out are you?” She was half serious.

I scowled at her. “I’ve been skipping my period since I’ve been here.” I muttered, silently cursing myself for wanting uninterrupted sex with Cade. Which he had by the way noticed and that conversion was only slightly awkward. My stomach began to drop as I realized this was an actual possibility. The pill wasn’t 100% effective and we hadn’t been using anything else.