Chapter 13
We spend the next week, making love and exploring the city. Herm doesn't wear his kutte at all during the week even though I told him I don't mind. "Savy, I want us to have a normal honeymoon." he tells me. Smiling, I don't say anything else, just enjoy spending time with my husband. But once the week is up, we head back to Charming and right to the clubhouse. Walking into clubhouse and up to the bar, everyone greets us and I pull Tig aside. "Tiggy, thanks for the wedding gift. You know you are still my favorite." I tell him. "You're welcome sweetheart. I guess it was time to let bygones be bygones and accept that he isn't going anywhere." He tells me. I love Tig. Almost as much as my own dad.
Walking back to the bar, we start telling the guys about all of the sites we saw and new things we experienced but left out the good details about the hotel room. Pulling me aside, my dad hugs me and says "I'm really happy for you sweetheart. You really have grown into an amazing woman." I can't help but tear up. My dad has never said that to me before. "Thanks Daddy." I hug him tighter. I have always been a Daddy's girl.
As we are all drinking and talking, the clubhouse doors open and in walks Mary, mine and Opie's mom. "Mom? What are you doing here?" I asked. She never comes to the clubhouse. We rarely ever see her. "Well, I called a few days ago to talk to you and had to hear from Gemma that my only daughter got married. To one of them no less. Why is that?" she says. "You were never my mother. All you did was give birth to me before you bailed. Gemma is my mom." I tell her. She walks over and softly says, "You know you are better than this." I look at her, shocked. "Mary, Gemma has been my mom. Daddy raised me and I am happy. My husband loves me. Do you know what all I had to overcome just to allow him to get close to me? You were never there when I needed you. I was raped and when I reached out, you turned your back on me and told me that it served me right, hanging around men like these guys. You don't have any right to know anything about my life." I tell her, keeping my cool, surprisingly. Daddy steps forward and tells her, "You need to leave. She doesn't want anything to do with you." At this point Daddy is in her face and she just scoffs and walks out the door. I walk over to my dad and say "Thank you Daddy." as I hug him.
The rest of the day is spent drinking and talking with the guys. It's early evening and I am talking to Gemma when Herm comes up behind me. "Ready to go home, wife?" I smile at him and say "Ready when you are, husband." Gemma laughs and says "Get that sappy shit out of here." Doing as we are told, we say goodbye to everyone and head out to his bike, heading home.
Walking into the house, we see flowers sitting on the kitchen table. I walk over and see the card and see that they are from Gemma. My favorites. Yellow roses. "Look babe. Gemma brought these." He comes over and looks at the card and it reads To my only daughter. May your marriage be as bright at these roses. XOXO Gemma. "I love that woman." I say. "Yeah, well, I love you." Herm says as he picks me up and carries me to the bedroom. This is the first time in our bed as husband and wife. We spend the rest of the night making love before both of us passed out. I wake up in the middle of the night and run to the bathroom, getting sick. I brush my teeth and walk back to the bed and see Herm sitting up waiting for me. "You okay babe?" he asked. "Yeah, I think I drank too much." I say with a little laugh. Climbing back into bed, I feel his arms around me and I fall back to sleep.
Waking up the next morning, I get up and head straight to the bathroom getting sick again. "Babe, are you sure you're okay?" Herm asked. "Yeah, I think it's just still from last night." I tell him. We get ready for the day and head into work. Walking into the office as Herm heads to the garage, Gemma is there and looks at me worriedly. "Are you okay sweetheart? You don't look so good." she asked. "Yeah. I'm okay. I think I just drank too much last night." I tell her. "Sweetheart, you only had a few shots and what? Two beers?" she says and then she starts smiling. "Let's take a trip." she tells me. "What? Where?" I asked her. "To see Tara. I think I know what's wrong with you." she tells me as she pulls me out the door and to her SUV.
Walking into St. Thomas, we walk up to Tara's office and she is waiting there with everything she needs to run the test. Gemma called her on the way there to explain that I needed a pregnancy test. "Hey Tara." I greet her. She smiles and says "Hey Sav. Have a seat. I have everything ready for the test and the lab is waiting to run it." she tells me. "Okay but seriously, I don't think I am pregnant." I try to tell them but they just smile. Tara draws my blood and takes it to the lab. She walks back into the office and sits at her desk. We all talk while waiting on the results. Tara's phone rings and when she answers it, she keeps a straight face so to give nothing away. Hanging up the phone, she looks at me and smiles. "Looks like you're going to be a mommy." I look at her, shocked. "Come on. Let's get an ultrasound and see how far along you are." We follow her to an exam room and she turns on the ultrasound machine while I undo my pants and pull up my shirt. She puts the cold gel on my stomach and starts running the wand across my stomach. All of a sudden we hear the thumping of the baby's heartbeat. "Oh my God. Is that the baby?" I asked. "Yep. That would be the heartbeat. Good and strong." she says. Moving the wand a little more, a little blob comes up on the screen. "This little blobber right here? That's your little one." she tells me and I feel the tears running down my face. "Me and Herm made that?" I asked, in shock. They both smile at me as I wipe the gel off of my stomach and redo my pants. "Here is a prescription for your prenatals and here are some copies of the ultrasound. Looks like you are ten weeks along. Just schedule your next visit with the receptionist." she says as she hugs me. "Congratulations." I thank her and Gemma and I leave and head back to the lot.
Once back at the lot, I walk to the garage and see Herm with his head under the hood of a car. "Herm." I say. He looks up and smiles. "Hey baby. What's up?" he says wiping his hands off on the rag that was in his pocket. "Can we talk?" I asked him. "Yeah." he says and we walk over to the picnic table. He sits on the table with his feet on the bench while I stay standing. I don't say anything but hand him one of the ultrasound pictures. "What's this?" he asked, looking at the picture. Then it dawns on him. "Is this what I think it is?" he looks at me with wide eyes. I nod my head yes and say "I'm pregnant." He jumps off the stool and picks me up, twirling me around. "How far along are you?" he asked. "Ten weeks." I tell him. "Hell yeah!" he cheers and pulls me into the clubhouse. Before we get completely in the door he yells "We're knocked up!" Everyone looks over at us in shock and when it hits them what he said they all come over and start to congratulate us. But over to the side, out of sight, is a croweater, Laura, with a pissed off look on her face. "He was supposed to be mine." she seethes before walking out the back way.