All Chapters of Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

WrenI stare into space, eyes blank but my heart…my heart is heavy.I’d known even before I was rushed into surgery. I’d known my baby wouldn’t make it, but I hoped.God, I held onto hope and I prayed…I really, really did.Another tear spills from my eyes, across the bridge of my nose and it soaks the pillows.And then, I hear the door open but I don’t turn. Not even when I hear the tentative tap of footsteps.The bed sinks under the weight of the person, and when I feel a hand rest on my arm, I break.It’s Ezra.The sobs spill from my throat a little louder, the tears fall a little faster. “I’m s-sorry,” I cry. “I’m so…so sorry.”He gently squeezes me. “You’ve got nothing, sweetheart, nothing to apologize for.”His voice is a thick rasp, hoarse, that shows he’s been crying. I lost our baby. I couldn’t protect our baby. I couldn’t protect….him. Him.He was going to be a boy…I felt it.We didn’t even get enough time with him, but he was already everything to me…to us.“I’m the one

EzraIf Ray could burn a hole through our intertwined hands by just staring, he would. Although, the stare isn’t angry, more like…resigned.This past few weeks, he’s been acting like the Raymond I used to know and love. Always checking up on me, asking about Wren and I.He even came to visit, stayed a couple hours—I thought it’d be awkward, but surprisingly, even with the elephant in the room, it wasn’t.“EJ!” He shakes my hand and pulls me in for a bro hug. We do all that without me letting go of Wren’s hands.Now that she’s letting me hold her, touch her, I’m not going to give her the chance to shrink away from me again. It was hell without her.Ray smiles softly at Wren. “Chirp.” He hugs her tight. “I’m so glad to see you doing better. I’ve missed you.”“Me too,” she replies.Quincy steps forward with MaryAnne and offers a shy wave, and it’s at that point that I let Wren’s hand go. She takes slow steps toward both of them, and hugs them. “I’m so sorry, Quinnie.”“Please,” Quincy s

WrenThe steady thump of Ezra’s heart grounds me, centers me. I’ve missed him, missed being with him.His fingers play with my hair, twisting and sifting. After that heady kiss in the hallway, we took the party inside the room. And now, I’m laying naked on his bare chest, the blankets thrown halfhazardly over us.“You know, I felt like a failed,” I begin. He stiffens beneath me, and his hands stop moving on my hair, but he doesn’t say anything. He gives me the space to continue, and so I do.“For days I couldn’t sleep because believe it or not, in the short hours I found out I was pregnant, I was already attached,” I say. “I was excited. And whether you wanted us to keep him or not, I was going to keep him.”“Him?”I nod. “Yes, him. I felt it, I guess. I don’t know, but he was a boy. I’d stay up at night and replay the scenes over and over in my head. I’d try to tweak it in ways that would end up with me and him alive.”God, it was awful because no matter how much I thought over eve

Wren“Aunt Wren!!” I hear the high-pitched scream just as Ezra pulls into Beth’s driveway.“I’ll call you back, Judi,” I say into my speaker, “–that’s Hannah.” Judi’s small chuckle comes in. “Alright, later, honey.”As soon as she hangs up, I’m out of the car and my knees hit the ground with my arms spread apart. Hannah takes the cue and runs into them.The breath is nearly knocked out of me, but I don’t care. I squeeze her so tight, almost as tight as she squeezes me.“Oh my darling,” I say, “I’ve missed you so much.”“Me too.” She grins and pulls away.I gasp dramatically when I take her in. “Look at you. You’ve grown since the last time I saw you!”She giggles. “No, you’re just saying that.”“I’m not. You’d soon be taller than me.”“Aunt Wren.” She laughs some more and hugs me again. I pick her up and stand to my feet just as Noah comes running out of the house with toothpaste around his mouth.“Noah!” Beth yells. “Would you just rinse your mouth for one second?”He ignores her, e

Ezra“Dear Hannah girl, I’m sorry,” Wren reads. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t be the mother you deserve, I’m sorry that I never got to meet you, but I also didn’t want to disrupt the happy life you already have going on. I was young, I was stupid, I didn’t know any better but that doesn’t excuse the years I’ve missed with you. If you’re reading this, then I’m gone. And I regret not seeing you, so, so much.” She pauses.Our eyes lock on each other and on Hannah who’s sitting between us in the front of the car, silent. I had parked at the nearest landmark so Ray can meet us.We left Benjamin’s place twenty minutes ago after he talked to us about Diane, and her last moments. He also gave us the letter and a medium sized wooden box.A while after I got used to Hannah back then, I’d sent Diane pictures of Hannah on every birthday until I stopped reaching out when she never responded or returned my calls.Deep down, I regret stopping. I shouldn’t have.I nod at Wren. “Go on.”The paper crinkl