All Chapters of The Gentleman Biker: Chapter 181 - Chapter 186

I slipped out of bed once I was sure she was asleep. I’d heard Mom’s ringtone earlier, but I was otherwise occupied. I shouldn’t put off calling her back for much longer, or she’d keep calling and wake my girl up. No doubt she’d been calling to give me an earful for not coming to see her, but I’m sure I can get her to calm down and erase whatever hurt she’s feeling. I hadn’t thought this thing through very well, I realize, knowing how sensitive Mom can be, but my only thought was of getting Silla home and settled before her life here began. I think I’m beginning to see why friends in the past always seemed to change once they got married and settled down. It seems to be a given that once you change your life in that way, there’s no help for it. I’ll be the first to say I never expected to fall victim to the same malady, but here we are, day one, and I’ve already fallen down the rabbit hole. Like now, I needed to call Mom but was finding it hard to leave her side even though

SILLA I can get used to this. I’ve been in the city for four days and I’m already hooked on the sights and sounds and the people, so many people. For a people watcher like me, it’s like paradise. I’m sure I would’ve loved the city no matter what, but experiencing it with Gabriel makes it all the more special, and I can’t believe that this is my life. My mother, who I talk to every single day, is happy and seems to be flourishing in her new life so far. I talk to my Dad as well and it’s getting easier to accept that all of this is happening, though sometimes it still seems unreal. A part of me is still a bit wary and leaves me with that feeling of waiting for the other shoe to drop. Gabriel keeps busy throughout the day when we get back from my little adventures as he calls them, and it’s the first time since we’ve met that I’ve been away from him for any length of time. He's usually just down the hall in his home office with the door closed, but it f

My usual stoic approach to things failed me, and I was more nervous than expected on the way to her appointment with the doctor. She seemed fine since she had no idea what I was really after, and her excited chatter each time she saw something new out the window helped keep me grounded, at least for a little while. Suspecting she was pregnant and having her pregnancy confirmed by a professional are two completely different things, though I can tell you that. I didn’t know that seeing the black and white ultrasound printout would make such a difference, but the thing that surprised me most and put fear in me was the fact that she was carrying twins. She seemed to be in shock, so I had to get my act together to offer her the strength she needed, though all the angst I had since the beginning came rushing back. I wanted more than anything to know what she was thinking, feeling, but for the first time as a man, I was lost for words. I didn’t want to hear anything negative about my