Lahat ng Kabanata ng WITHOUT WARNING: Book 2 Of The Redemption Series : Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

Knox’s POV The Night Before the Baby ShowerKole and Keisha are damn near glued to each other by the end of the night. I swear, every time I look over, they’re whispering, smiling, brushing against each other like magnets.Sienna and I finish cleaning up the kitchen, and when she hugs Keisha goodbye for the night, she looks over her shoulder and says, “You know, Kole… you’re welcome to spend the night. We have two extra rooms.”Kole chuckles and raises his brows. “I’m a grown man. I can show myself out.”I smirk. “Alright, bro. Dustin’s downstairs for the overnight shift, if you need anything or the elevator tries to act up, just let him know.”Sienna and I leave them standing there, deep in their own little world. Once we’re down the hall, she looks up at me, and I say,“So what do you think?”She shrugs, lips pressed straight. “I think it might be a match.”I grin. “Good. Maybe now he’ll stop staring at you all the time.”She tilts her head. “Have you noticed he hasn’t paid me any

Carmen’s POV As Stephen and I walk up to my aunt and uncle’s house in Evergreen Park, it looks like a pink Winnie the Pooh bomb exploded in the backyard. I burst out laughing as Stephen holds the gift we brought for my cousin. This is the second gift, mind you, because I already gave her one at work. That first one was from me. This one is from the both of us, technically.As we head up the side drive, I spot my girl Sienna sitting on my cousin’s lap, looking worried. I shake my head and exhale. They’re dressed like twins. And honestly, Stephen and I are out here looking like twins too, him in a white collared shirt and me in a white shirt-dress. Sienna and Knox look even more alike. My aunt said everyone should wear white shirts and simple pants, but this… this is white on white on white. It’s ridiculous.My cousin told me she is wearing all pastel pink, and Martin is going to wear some honey-mustard yellow to fit the Winnie the Pooh theme. Cute I guess or whatever.As we walk up, I

Knox’s POVI’m sitting at the table, watching my girl walk toward the bar to get one of those signature Pooh drinks, and I look over at my brother.“So, bro, what’s going on with you and Keisha? Because Keisha’s staying at my house, so I need to know if you’re coming back with her later or if you’re taking her to your place, because ya'll were disturbing my sleep last night.”Keisha waves her hand right in my face.“Um, sir… I’m right here. And we’ll discuss that later, but since my things are at your house, yes, we do have to come back, so I can pick them up, just in case I decided to go to someone else’s house.”Kole leans over and gives her a quick kiss on the cheek. She blushes hard, and I can’t help laughing.“Man, I remember those days, with me and Sienna.”Everyone at the table groans at the same time.“You two are still in those days,” someone mutters. “You had Sienna sitting on your lap the entire time.”I shrug. “That’s different.”We’re laughing, and just talking when some

Carmen’s POV As I stand up from the table and say I’ve gotta use the bathroom, I don’t think anything of it. It’s a baby shower. It’s full of people. And most of them are my family. So if anybody tried anything, it would be on and popping up in here, even with the Morgans present and Martin’s raggedy ass sister here. Half of them are basically family too.I walk past the crowd, past the bar, and head into the house, hearing the two dogs barking in the back. I laugh and say, “Yep, those are my doggie cousins.”I slip into the small first floor bathroom, take care of business, wash my hands, fix my hair, swipe on lip gloss, do a couple lip smacks to make sure everything looks glossy. Then I open the door...And there he is.I take a deep breath.“Crandon… what now? Like.... what? What do you want from me?”He pushes me back into the bathroom and closes the door.“Oh, so now we’re closing doors?” I say. “Explain. What... do.... you... want?”He looks at me with this fake sincerity and g

KNOX’S POV Two months fly by before I even realize it, and suddenly it’s a Monday morning in the middle of Chicago’s disrespectful ass winter. I wake up to my beautiful fiancée, who is knocked out cold and snoring like she paid rent for that sound. I lie there for a minute just laughing at her, and she doesn’t even flinch.Sienna is coming up on twenty-eight weeks now, shit, almost the third trimester, and I’m damn near buzzing with excitement. Before this pregnancy, I didn’t understand how any of this worked. Trimesters, measurements, Doppler scans, and etcetera, and I was clueless. But last week the doctor said she’d officially be entering the third trimester soon and that the baby looks great. We decided not to find out the gender, so everything is neutral for now.But between me and God? I already know it’s a girl.The way that baby is flopping around in there, spreading everything open like she’s stretching for a gymnastics audition? Yeah. That’s a girl. I can’t see anything cle