Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Heaven Hill Generations Series: Kabanata 201 - Kabanata 210

Bishop"You can head out," I tell Caelin as we close up shop. It's going on ten o'clock at night and we've been working to get this batch of cars done for Hawk and the boys. This is mostly for me, for him too, but more for me and the baby. I hate to see him working so late when he's doing it for me."Are you sure? I don't mind staying with you.""I know and I appreciate it. Go home to Justice. I'll be headed home to Harley soon. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here at all hours of the night. Go and enjoy your time with your wife."For a moment, it looks like Caelin is going to argue with me, but then he makes a decision. "Okay, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call. I can be back here in fifteen.""I won't need anything. You're good."He waves at me as he strolls out of the bay. A few more swipes with the rag and this car is ready to get back on the trailer. I'll come in early tomorrow to get it taken care of. Walking around, I start my routine of making sure all the lig

Bishop"I wish you'd talk to me," Harley whispers as she lays next to me. She came back an hour ago and didn't speak as she changed for bed. She'd kept looking at me like she expected me to make this all better, but I just couldn't force myself to say things I don't mean right now. "You're purposely shutting me out and I don't like it. I haven't given you a reason to do it. More than anything, we need each other right now.""You don't know what I need," I whisper back at her, but it's not understanding. It's got a hard edge to it. One I promised I'd never use with her. Immediately, I'm pissed at myself, but I can't seem to stop it. "You have the type of dad who cares for you. Who didn't choose to use you as a pawn. Haven't you ever wondered why my name is Bishop? In chess, a Bishop captures opposing pieces. That's what he always wanted me to do. Be the person who would capture the people he wanted to take down. Ever wonder why I was trying to be perfect all the time? No one expects th

Drew"Get your ass up.""Fuck you." Bishop's tone is one of defeat."Look, I'm gonna pretend like you didn't just say that to me and forgive you because you're in a bad place right now, but you ever say those words to me again and we'll have issues. I know what you're going through.""You don't know shit about what I'm going through," he snarls as I stand in front of him."Liam isn't my biological father.""What?" He questions, his eyebrows drawing together. "You share the same last name.""We do, but he didn't come into my life until I was a teenager. As far as I was concerned, I was the man of the house. When Liam showed up, I could finally be the kid I wanted to be. But it took me a while to get there.""Why?" He asks, before sitting up and leaning against the headboard. I have a seat on the couch across from where he is. "Because I'd been the man of the house for so long and I'd never been able to trust anyone other than my mom. I was afraid." I shrug. "Afraid that I was going to

HarleyThis time, I smile as I clean up the cuts on Bishop's face. I've never been more proud of the man who sits on the chair in front of me. Standing up to his greatest fear and not backing down when things got tough. "I love you.""I love you, too."It comes out all gruff because he can barely move his lips. Leaning forward, I gently kiss his lips. "I'm glad it didn't fuck up this pretty face.""You're the only one who thinks my face is pretty."I giggle. "That's a lie. You know there are women who come into the shop wanting to talk to you and they do their best to get your attention. It happened last week.""I don't remember that.""Of course you don't. You only have eyes for me." I give him a smart-ass answer. "I do." He smirks."I'm proud of you," I whisper. "You confronted your fears.""Even the ones I didn't know I had," he admits, leaning a little further into my touch."Oh? I'm all ears if you'd like to talk about it?"He sighs. "Normally I'd say no, but I want to be more o

Harley"Eight more weeks and it's looking like he might come early. You're carrying low. He's a good weight, though, so as long as we can keep him in four to six more, you're good," Doctor Simmons says as she checks me. "Have you been having any pain or anything?" "No." I shake my head then think better about it. "Actually, yeah I did. Bishop and I were..." I stop, not sure how to proceed without being crass. "Being intimate and I felt some pressure." "Was there bleeding afterward?" "No, it just got uncomfortable very quick. To the point where I had to ask Bishop to stop. I've never done that before, not since we had sex for the first time." My face flames as I tell this woman more than I ever expected to. "It's okay," she explains. "You're going to be feeling more pressure the closer you get to him coming. Like I said, you're already carrying low. The lower he gets, the worse it's going to be for you. Your hips are widening and preparing for you to give birth,