My Bad Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Bear Bottom Guardians MC #4)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Funny, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Bear Bottom Guardians MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 75643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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Oh, shit. That was way worse than my admission.

My dad’s head whipped around to stare at Phoebe in horror.

“I took an Uber home from a party off base last week,” Piper supplied.

Annnnd Piper was the winner. Dad hated Ubers. He said it was the dumbest thing that any person could ever do, getting into a car with a stranger.

My dad pressed his hand to his chest and rubbed as if we were giving him chest pains. “Did nothing I taught y’all stick?”

I blinked innocently. “All three of us are here now. We can go to the shooting range. I even have my gun in my purse.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Please, enlighten me how you’d get it out and use it if your life was in danger?”

I pulled my purse open only to have it snatched from me. “Hey!”

He glared. “And that’s exactly what would happen if someone saw you go for your purse during a time when one might need a gun.”

I sighed. “I was just joking.”

I lifted my shirt to show him the gun that was strapped to the waistband of my jeans. “I had to resort to using the sticky holster that you bought me. I can’t button my pants anymore since I’m pregnant.”

Dad snorted. “At least you’re admitting it now, I guess.”

He handed my purse back to me and grinned.

“Are you excited to be a grandpa?” Phoebe teased.

My father winced. “I’m too young to be a grandfather.”

“I’m old enough to get pregnant, so I’m fairly sure that you’re old enough to be a grandfather,” I pointed out.

“I’d rather not think about you being pregnant, if that’s okay,” he said. “At least how you got that way, anyway.”

I snickered. “What’s wrong, Dad? You were the one to have the birds and the bees talk with us.”

Piper and Phoebe burst out laughing.

My mother had talked with us about it herself, but my father felt it prudent to inform us if we ever made him a grandfather before he was ready, he’d kill us. And, at the age of fifteen and fourteen, it’d been the greatest of feelings to act like we were clueless as to what it was he was trying to say to us about safe sex.

Now, looking back, I realized it was kind of mean to make him think we didn’t understand what he was trying to say. Yet it was still hilarious.

My dad gave us a fierce scowl. “Let’s go to the range. Then I’ll take you out to eat.”

We all converged on my father at once, wrapping him up like we’d done since we were babies.

Dad wrapped his arms around all three of us and gave each of us a kiss. “Miss you girls.”

I felt tears sting my nose once again.

Hoax would be a good daddy, too.

I just knew it.

Chapter 18

I would tell a joke about pizza, but it’s cheesy.

-Text from Pru to Hoax

Pru

Three weeks and four days later

There was no denying that I was pregnant anymore.

With the daddy of my unborn babies aware that I was pregnant, there was no reason to wear excessively baggy clothing to work anymore—even though at times it was nice to have extra-large pockets to stuff things inside.

I was also rocking the cute, pregnant belly.

At least, I was when I was first starting out work.

Now, twelve hours and thirty minutes after I arrived at the hospital, I was tired.

So tired, in fact, that I didn’t pay attention to my surroundings at first.

My mother, who was stopped one too many times by an employee wanting to ask questions, I’d left behind two minutes ago.

I kept walking. I was tired, my feet hurt, and I’d had a really bad day.

That really bad day had centered around a certain asshole who’d walked into the ER this morning thinking he owned the place.

His father, the CEO, had been at his side. Likely, the only reason he’d been allowed to come into our domain in the first place was due to his father being there.

Kelley had sneered and snapped at me the entire morning, and my good mood and day had slowly swirled around the drain until it’d plunged to the point of no return when he commented about me being pregnant.

The comment had specifically been ‘if you can’t do this job while you’re pregnant, maybe you need to find something easier and more suited for your condition.’

I’d wanted to punch him, but I’d held my cool and gone about my work, even though we were a nurse and a physician’s assistant short thanks to the stomach bug that’d been going around.

Being five months pregnant with twins didn’t allow me the same luxuries—such as holding my pee for eight hours—as it had before. Meaning I’d been forced to take many potty breaks despite being busier than hell.

Needless to say, the very last person I wanted to see when I walked out of the doors to the hospital was Kelley—likely standing there waiting for me.


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