Twisted Up In Us (The Treyton Sisters Duet Book 2)

by Dawn Martens

  I chuckle. “Just go to the bathroom when we get in there.” We’re on our way for an ultrasound, hoping to find out the sex of our child.

  “They told me not to pee before the appointment. They’ll let me go after.” She whimpers as I drive over a pothole. “I’m so hungry, I need to eat.”

  “Right after the appointment, we’ll get you some food. I promise.” I assure her.

  “I want a burger from McDonald’s, a poutine from Dairy Queen, and I would love a chicken wrap from KFC.” I shake my head, at least all three restaurants are close to each other.

  Ten minutes later we pull into the Imagining Services parking lot. “I’m not gonna make it, Dray. I need to pee so bad.”

  “Come on, we’ll sign in, and you’ll be able to pee soon.”

  I hold back a laugh as she waddles in front of me. She’s not that big, but she’s trying to not piss herself while she moves. Once we’re signed in, we don’t even need to take a seat. She’s apparently first appointment of the afternoon, so they bring us right back.

  The jelly goes on her stomach, and she doesn’t even flinch. “It’s not cold?” At all her doctors’ checkups that shit apparently is freezing and she flinches.

  “We keep our jelly in the warmer.” The technician tells us as she puts the doppler on her stomach. “Oh.”

  “Oh? Oh what? What’s going on? Something wrong?” I panic.

  She laughs. “No nothing, however, I’m going to have to get you to go to the bathroom, your bladder is way too full for us to see anything.”

  Melissa glares at her and then to me. “Told you!” she wipes off her stomach and stomps out to find a bathroom.

  Twenty minutes later, after the technician finishes doing all her measurements and stuff she asks us if we want to know what we’re having.

  “It’s a girl.” Is printed it big letters on the screen. Tears fill my eyes and I look to Melissa.

  “We’re having a girl.”

  She smiles brightly. “Yeah.”

  “God, I love you,” I tell her and help wipe up her stomach. Before she gets up, I rest my hands on her belly, and give it a kiss. “Daddy is gonna spoil the hell out of you.”

  “Can I get up now? I have to pee again.” Melissa pouts.

  Laughing I help her sit up and we head out.

  Chapter 30

  Melissa

  This is so much harder than I thought it would be. After Caden convinced me to go out and really talk with Dray, I was willing to just move on. Just be with Caden because I was happy. But ever since we talked, I’ve been thinking about it more and more, and in a way, he's right. I really do need to talk to Dray, to see where my feelings truly do lie.

  I almost feel guilty, though, as if I’m cheating on Caden right now. I fell for him so hard and fast, I didn’t even give Dray a second thought, but now here I am, alone in a car with him as we drive to the beach, and my stomach has butterflies in it.

  I’m so torn.

  Should I try to give Dray a second chance, give Mikayla what she deserves, both her parents together? My head is torn.

  I hand him the sandwiches as we sit down, across from each other, at the picnic table and he hastily takes them, eating them quickly, only glancing at me when he notices I’m not touching my own.

  “You’re not hungry?” he asks, frowning.

  I shake my head. “No,” I sigh, “This is a bit awkward.”

  “It’s only awkward if you make it that way, pretty sure you did that before you even got into my car.”

  I frown at him. “What do you mean by that?”

  “Kissing that asshole in front of me?” He's starting to get angry, and this isn’t what I wanted tonight.

  “Look, you have to understand that he’s a part of my life now, that’s not going to change.” And it’s not, even if I decide to not be with Caden, he’s part of my dad’s club, we'll always be in each other’s lives in some way.

  “I wish I could change that.” He takes a napkin and wipes his face, tossing it on the table. “I love you, Melissa. Yeah, I fucked up, we both know how badly I fucked up. But I’m here, I want a chance to make this right. Right with you, be there for my kid. I just want a chance to prove myself to you.”

  I swallow as I feel the tears coming. “Dray, I still love you, too, but this is so much more complicated now.”

  “What’s complicated about this? You just told me you still love me.”

  “Because I love him too,” I confess.

  His face gets red and he leans forward. “Bullshit! You’ve only known him a few months, you’ve known me since you were eighteen. That’s gotta count for something.”

  “It does, Dray. I just don’t know what I want right now. When I think about him leaving me, I feel as if my heart is shattering, but when I think about you, I just ... I just miss you so damn much. I’m so torn.”

  His face falls at my words. “This what you wanted to talk about then? Wanted to let me know you weren’t breaking up with him?”

  “No, actually um, I was hoping we could date. But not exclusively, well, yes, but no. Shit, this isn’t making sense. I want to date you both of you.”

  He stares at me in shock, trying to absorb my words. He clears his throat after the silence stretches on for too long. “What’s he think of this?”

  I bite my lip. “It was his idea actually.”

  His eyes bug out so much I’m scared for a moment they’ll fall out. “Are you serious? How can he be okay with this?”

  “He just wants what is best for me.”

  “What’s best for you would to just be with me, we both know it.”

  “So, you’re saying no?”

  I can hear his teeth grinding as he glares at me. “A smart man would say fuck this and leave, but if this is the only way I can have you, for now, I’ll go along with it.” He stands up and walks around the table.

  As I’m about to ask him what the hell he’s doing, he pulls me up from my seat and slams his mouth down on mine. As his tongue finds mine, I groan. “Fuck, I missed this,” he mumbles against my lips.

  Chapter 31

  Slammer

  “Slow down, shitface. Thought things were going good with you and my kid.”

  “I fucked up. Told her to give that bastard a shot, and I saw him kiss her. So I'm drinking myself stupid until I lose the urge to blow his goddamned head off.” Anara showed up at the house to take over babysitting duties after I got a call from Rage letting me know the club was having a party after Church. As I drove out here to the clubhouse, I took the long way, and what I saw on that beach, fuck, I wanted to kill. I wanted to go right over there and rip them apart.

  “You go doing some dumb shit like that then you’ll end up dead or back behind bars and Melly won’t have you at all. There are other ways to cut the head off a snake.”

  “You can’t want him around either, the fucker is a cop.”

  “I know, I also know he’s currently investigating the Jacks Devils. They catch wind of that, he’ll end up dead and it won’t have anything to do with you or me.”

  “So, what you’re saying is to just sit back and not worry about fuck all because the Jacks are taking care of an Untamed problem.”

  “I’m not saying shit, but we all know the last three detectives that were investigating them ended up dead.”

  He’s right, but that shit might not be a good thing for us, though. As much as I want Dray out of the picture, I don’t want him dead for Mikayla’s sake. She deserves to have a father and doesn’t need her stepfather to be the reason he’s dead.

  Hangman pats my shoulder and gives me a squeeze. “Forget about what you saw tonight, enjoy the party.” He walks off, grabbing a blonde away from Dirty and drags her to the back rooms.

  “Well hey there, handsome. Haven’t seen you around lately, I've missed you.” Great, I’ve avoided parties lately because I didn’t want this sort of shit happening. Especially not with Crystal.

  “What do you want?” I ask, n
ot looking at her, and continue sipping at my drink.

  “Word around the club is you are banging the President’s daughter.”

  “Yep.”

  “That’s a shame, I never thought you would be the one off the market.”

  I shrug. “Shit changes.”

  “Doesn’t have to.” she sidles up closer and shoves her tits against me, tits I’ve fucked hundreds of times. Of all the women in the club she was the only one I kept going back for more to. Bitch is a wildcat in the sack. Since Melissa, though, I’ve never even gave Crystal a second thought. “We can still keep doin what we’ve been doin, she doesn’t have to know.”

  As she tries to get into my lap, I shove her away, noticing she’s not wearing panties. Her perfectly waxed pussy on display. I quickly look away and shake my head. “I’m not straying, I’m with Melissa, the woman I’m gonna marry and have kids with, so fuck off.”

  She huffs and stomps her foot, sliding a hand down to cup herself. “As soon as I found out you were coming tonight, I got all fresh and clean just for you. You really turning me down?” She looks at me in disbelief.

  “You were a great fuck, best of all the women in this club, but I’ve found better, and I ain’t ruining shit with her for a quick lay with you.”

  “Fine, whatever.” She stomps off and goes to another member, grabbing his hand and placing it on her cunt. She looks at me and smirks, and when she doesn’t get the reaction she was hoping for, she glares at me. I turn away from the scene and finish my drink.

  “I’m out,” I say to Dirty.

  “Me too, I’ll follow ya, take Anara home.”

  I grin at him. “Sure that’s all you’re gonna do?”

  “I gotta start somewhere, man.”

  Climbing on our bikes we roar out of the compound.

  Chapter 32

  Melissa

  A month later

  I know I need to look at this test, but I’m scared of the fact I don’t know who my baby’s father is. I discovered last week that I was late, at the same time I thought back and realized even last month I only spotted lightly. Then at the same time I realized that I’ve had unprotected sex with two men. Two men I love, care about, and can’t friggin' choose between.

  I’m highly positive this baby is Caden’s, but it could also very well be Dray’s. Fuck, I’m such a whore. What will they both think?

  They agreed to let me date them both, but I don’t know if they realized I was fucking them both too. The first time I had sex with Dray was the night he picked me up so we could talk. Mostly I let my vagina do the talking. She’s such a bitch. I know that news will destroy them both. Every time I was with Caden, I avoided Dray for a few days, every time I was with Dray, I would avoid Caden. Except for two weeks ago, when I had my date with Dray, we made love, and I came home and let Caden fuck me on his bike.

  I’m suck a fucking slut.

  How did my life become this? How did everything get so damn complicated?

  I finally turn the test over on the counter and look at it. It’s positive. I’m having another baby.

  **

  Slammer

  I wake up and notice Melissa’s not in bed next to me and see the light on across the hall in the bathroom. Her side of the bed is cold, which means she’s been in there a while. Getting up I knock lightly on the door before opening it, and see Melissa holding something in her hand.

  Her head snaps up quickly and her eyes widen, and I notice tears in them.

  “What’s wrong? You okay?” I kneel in front of her, my hands on her knees.

  “I’m pregnant,” she whispers.

  I’m going to be a Dad. Fuck yeah. I grin at her and notice she doesn’t smile back.

  “I don’t know if this baby is yours or Dray’s,” she sobs.

  I wrap my arms around her. Fuck, that kills, knowing she’s also been sleeping with him. I knew she was, but it was never something she came right out and said. Hearing her say it now, fuck. “Everything will be okay.”

  “How can it be okay? I’m such a slut!” she sobs into my neck.

  I shove her away slightly and glare at her. “You’re not a slut, don’t fuckin’ say shit like that again. We’ll figure everything out, I promise. You need to talk to Dray, though. As much as I hate to admit it, he has a right to know. There are tests we can do before the baby is born, but I don’t give a fuck, I feel it in my gut that this child is mine.”

  She cries more, hugging me tight. “Why are you so friggin' perfect? Why can’t you be a jerk, so I can have at least one thing bad to say about you.”

  I chuckle.

  I stand up, pulling her with me, and carry her into her bedroom. Setting her on the bed.

  She might be feeling all sorts of fucked up right now, but I have the need to fuck her, to celebrate the child I’m positive we created together.

  A sob hiccups in her chest, and I crash my mouth down on hers hard, cutting it off.

  “No more tears tonight, baby. Let me love you,” I tell her, pulling her shirt over her head, exposing those tits I love so much.

  Laying her back on the bed I take my time kissing my way up her thighs, teasing at her pussy, and moving on up her torso until I find her mouth again.

  “This baby…” I kiss her lips as my hands rub over her stomach. “This baby is a blessing. A life we made.”

  She starts to remind me it might not be mine, but I’m not hearing any of that shit. Dray doesn’t get to be between us tonight.

  “Shh. I told you. I feel it with every fiber of my being, this baby is mine. Mine.” I thump my chest and claim her mouth again.

  Sliding my dick inside her, I feel at home. There is nowhere I would rather be but right here with her.

  Chapter 33

  Dray

  Spending time with Melly has been amazing, I’ve missed her, but I’ve noticed the last few date nights we’ve had she’s been off. I don’t know if it’s because she’s also dating that fucking biker prick and he’s muddling her head before she comes out with me, or if it’s something else. I don’t want to ask, because I’m scared she’s going to tell me she chooses him.

  I give her hand a squeeze as we walk out of the movie theater. I decided to take her to that new Strangers movie she’s been wanting to see. I didn’t really care for it, as I’m not into the horror genre, but she loves it. I wanted to make her happy, only I noticed she barely watched it while we were there. Hell, at one point, she fell asleep and even gagged when I tried to share some popcorn.

  “Dray, we need to talk,” she says as I climb in the driver’s seat.

  My heart drops, and I fear this talk is going to kill me.

  I swallow deeply. “What about?”

  She sighs and turns to look at me. “This wasn’t planned, and I’m so sorry for that.”

  Fuck, she’s gonna do it, she fell in love with Slammer and wants him over me.

  “I’m pregnant.”

  Wait, what?

  I stare at her, trying to take in what she’s saying.

  “Hello? I said I’m pregnant.”

  Holy shit. A grin lights up my face. “We’re having another baby?” Now Slammer can be out of the picture, and fuck if that doesn’t make me happier than I’ve ever been.

  There is no smile on her face though.

  “What? What’s wrong? This is good news.”

  She shakes her head and turns away from me. “It’s just that ... well.”

  The blood in my veins freeze when I suddenly realize that she’s trying to tell me she’s pregnant, just not with my kid. I want to punch something, kill something. This can’t be happening.

  “It’s Slammer’s,” I state, my voice cold.

  “I don’t know,” she whispers.

  Well, fuck. I knew she was with him, I just didn’t realize that while I was fucking her she was fucking him at the same time. I thought it was just us. I don’t know what to say right now, and If I open my mouth to talk to her, I’m gonna hurt her more than I ever ha
ve.

  I start up the car and drive her home in silence. As I pull into the driveway, she turns to me before opening her door. I refuse to look at her.

  “I’m sorry, Dray. I feel like such a slut right now, and not knowing who the father of this child is makes that so much worse.” That’s because right now you are a fucking slut, I want to say. “There are tests we can take if you want to know before the baby is born.” Again, I say nothing. I hear her sigh. “I’ll talk to you later,” she says softly as she gets out.

  Fuck her. How could she do this to us? I get her and I not using condoms, but why the fuck isn’t she smart enough not to use a condom with a dirty biker?

  As I take off down the street, I look in my rear-view mirror and see Slammer pull into the driveway. Fuck, if that doesn’t kill a little more. Does he do that all the time? Go to her after she’s been with me. Does he fuck her after she fucks me?

  Goddamn them! I slam my fist down on the steering wheel hating them both a little. He gets to play house with my goddamned family and all I am getting is his sloppy seconds. I don’t know if I am cut out for this. Knowing she sees him all the time and now may be carrying his child stabs me in the gut.

  I pull out my phone, letting anger get the best of me and fire off a text.

  Do I need to get checked for STDS?

  What?! -M

  You been fucking that dirty biker and me. You said you’re pregnant. When was the last time you were tested? I saw him pulling in after I dropped you off.

  I’m sorry. I thought you were okay with things. -M

  Maybe I’m not okay with any of it, Melly. This shit is doing my head in.

  I don’t fuckin’ need this shit. I don’t wait for her to text back before shutting my phone off. Fuck this.

  Flashback Chapter

  Mikayla’s birth

  Melissa

  God, this hurts. “Why the fuck won’t you give me all the drugs?!” I scream at the nurse that just walked into the room.