The Rockers' Babies (The Rocker... Series)

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The Rockers’ Babies

Terri Anne Browning

Copyright

The
Rockers’ Babies

Written By Terri Anne Browning

Edited By Lorelei Logsdon (www.LoreleiLogsdon.com)

All Rights Reserved © Anna Henson 2014

This is a work of fiction. Any characters, names, places or incidents are used solely in a fictitious nature based on the author's imagination. Any resemblance to or mention of persons, place, organizations, or other incidents are completely coincidental. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form

or by any other means without permission from the Publisher. Piracy is not a victimless crime. No

individual/group has resale rights, sharing rights, or any other kind of rights to sell or give away this book.

This is the author’s livelihood. Please respect her rights.

Other Books by Terri Anne Browning

The Rocker… Series

The Rocker That Holds Me

The Rocker That Savors Me

The Rocker That Wants Me

The Rocker That Loves Me

The Rocker That Holds Her

Angel’s Halo (Book 1 of MC Series)

Reese: A Safe Haven Novella

Reckless With Their Hearts (Duet with Anna Howard)

Acknowledgement

A lot of blood, sweat, and tears have been put into the making of The Rocker… Series. Not only

mine but that of those who have helped make Emmie and the Demons get to where they are now. I would

like to thank the bloggers who helped me, encouraged me, and continue to be some of my biggest

cheerleaders. They truly are the backbone in the Indie world. Special thanks to bloggers Bitch Can Write A

Book, Three Chicks and Their Books, and THESUBCLUBbooks for all of their support and love during the

last year. You seriously ROCK!

Thanks to my BETA readers. I have a group of extraordinary women that keeps me sane and in line when

I’m bringing Emmie and her guys to life. Ladies, from the bottom of my heart, thank you for taking time

out of your busy lives to help me. Love you so much.

Last I would like to thank Mike Browning, the other half of my soul. Without him none of this

would be possible. He’s been my biggest fan, my greatest supporter, and my saving grace over the past

year. Thank you for all of your support, love, and encouragement.

Dedication

To all of the Indie Authors. We dream, we create, we bleed our soul into every word that slips from

our fingertips.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Epilogue

Chapter 1

Emmie

I guess I really had taught Shane—and therefore the rest of my guys—a lesson when he had tried to

throw Drake a bachelor party almost two years ago. So I had no one else to blame but myself. I kept trying

to remind myself of that as I pushed Mia’s empty stroller through the amusement part.

Fuck, why was it so hot?

Of course, I had it better than my heavily pregnant best friend walking—waddling, really—beside me.

Layla was seven months pregnant with twins. Even in the slight coolness of California’s normal October

weather she was sweating and sucking down cherry ICEEs as if she were dying of thirst. I wasn’t sure if it

was because of the heat or because she was addicted to those damned things since her cravings had started

kicking her ass a few months ago.

Trailing behind me was an equally pregnant Lana, who in comparison to her older sister looked cool,

calm, and radiant with her cute little baby bump. Her long black hair was shiny, her skin flawless and

glowing, and her eyes a brilliant honey gold with all the happiness that seemed to blaze out of them. I

wanted to hate her for looking so good when she should have been miserable like her sister was just now,

but I couldn’t. I loved Lana fiercely and would never let my stubbornness come between us again.

I glanced back at Lana, and the man holding her hand as they walked slowly behind me. Drake looked a

little bored but he was smiling at whatever his pregnant wife was murmuring as she pointed out a group of

people standing in line to get their pictures taken with Shrek and Fiona. They looked good together, happier than I had ever seen them. Even as miserable as I was feeling just now , the sight of Drake so happy made

me smile.

I turned my eyes back to the two men walking in front of me. Jesse was wearing a T-shirt that Layla had

bought on our shopping spree through Universal the evening before. A
Shrek
shirt that said, “Just Another Bald Sexy Guy” in green. Beside him walked his adopted daughter, Lucy, who was eating ice cream on a

stick shaped like Sponge Bob. Lucy held onto her dad’s hand as they led the way toward one of the rides

she just had to ride today because we were going home in the morning. It was Nik, however, that my eyes

couldn’t help straying toward. In his favorite pair of jeans that I had bought him five years ago that hung low on his hips and a light gray T-shirt that stretched across his chest making my mouth water. Damn, my

husband looked yummy.

“Is that a good Popsicle, Mia?” Nik asked and I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. He was

carrying Mia on his shoulders. Our daughter’s rainbow Popsicle was melting because she was more

interested in watching everything around her than actually eating the cool, sweet treat that her Uncle Jesse had bought for her. Nik had sugary sweet gel in his hair courtesy of the Popsicle.

“It’s yummy, Daddy,” Mia assured her father as she took a tiny lick before turning her attention back to

what looked like a vendor selling Despicable Me hats. She already had three, one of which was currently on

her auburn head in such a precarious position that it was a wonder that it still remained there.

“I have to pee… again,” Layla muttered as she glanced around for a street sign that would let us know

where the closest bathrooms were.

“We’re close to a restroom,” Harper assured her as she and Shane stepped around Drake with a new

bottle of water for me.

I stopped to take a sip of the cool water, feeling my stomach roiling for the hundredth time in the last

hour.
It was my own fault
, I kept reminding myself.

My guys had learned through Shane that bachelor parties were a no-go with their women. I had beat

that into their heads with the way I had helped Harper and Lana when Shane had decided to throw a

‘surprise’ party for Drake right before he had married Lana. So what had Harper and Shane decided to do

when it came time to celebrate their upcoming wedding?

Three days at Universal Studios.

Three. Freaking. Days.

I was sick of seeing Shrek and his gang. Last night as we had walked through Universal Studios with

Halloween Horror Nights creatures walking the streets, I had even thrown up all over a Walking Dead

zombie when he had tried to scare me.

Okay, so it was really whatever bug I had picked up, but it made me feel marginally better to blame it

on the theme park and the many characters that went with them.

“Look, Layla!” Lucy’s excited voice called back to her sister/adoptive mother.

Layla smiled at the nine-year-old despite obviously being so uncomfortable. “You and Dad go on,

baby.”

Jesse shot her a look of concern but she waved him on as Lucy tugged him toward the ride. “I’m fine,

Jess. Take her.”

“Baby, I’m going to take Mia on this one,” Nik called back to me.

I swallowed my nausea and nodded. “Okay. Love you.” I glanced at Mia, offering her a smile. When

my purple-mouthed baby smiled back, I blew her a kiss. “Love you, Mia.”

“Love you more, Momma.”

My heart melted as I watched my two favorite people on the planet walk away. It was hard to

comprehend that they were both mine… As soon as they were out of sight my smile disappeared and I

leaned my head down as I fought another wave of nausea. Sweat beaded on my forehead and upper lip.

Thank gods we were going home in the morning.

“Okay, that’s it.” I glanced up at Layla. She had a hand on one of her curvy hips and a stubborn look on

her gorgeous face. “You’re going back to the hotel. You can barely keep water down.”

I grimaced, trying to put on my game face. I could handle a little bit of nausea for a few more hours.

“I’m fine.”

Harper stepped up beside Layla, and Lana came up to flank her other side. I mentally sighed, knowing

that my girls were ganging up on me. “You’re pale and pouring the sweat,” Lana told me. “It’s not that hot

out here, Em.”

My eyes went to Layla who was flushed from the heat. “Layla would disagree.”

“Layla is seven months pregnant with twin giants,” Harper argued. “She would be hot at the North Pole.

You’re sick, Em. That bug that was going around Mia’s preschool is kicking your ass.”

“I’ll be fine.” I glanced over my girls’ heads to two of my guys standing behind them. Drake and Shane

wore similar expressions of concern mixed with determination. “Tell them I will be fine.”

“The last time I saw you this sick you ended up in the hospital.” Drake’s eyes looked haunted as he

remembered that scary night when Axton Cage had to take me to the hospital after I had passed out.

“Listen to them, Em,” Shane urged. When I remained silent, stubbornly wanting to hold my ground, he

brought out the big guns. “The wedding is in two days. You don’t want to miss it if you get worse.”

I bit my lip. I couldn’t miss Shane’s wedding. The one day I thought would never happen was less than

forty-eight hours away. I would never forgive myself if I weren’t able to take care of all the last minute

things I knew would need my attention if I was still sick—or worse. My shoulders drooped as I relented.

“Okay…”

“Come on. I’ll go back with you,” Layla offered, taking another long sip of her cool drink from the

thick straw. “My feet are throbbing.”

“I want to tell Nik I’m going.” I wanted to see Mia’s face when she got off the ride. She was always

excited to see me when she got off one of the many toddler-friendly rides.

Harper and Lana gently pushed me toward the park exit. “We can take care of Nik. And Mia.”

Harper lifted her camera, something that seemed like another appendage of hers. “I’ll even take a

thousand pictures for you. You won’t miss anything.”

Layla

By the time we got back to the hotel, my feet felt like they were the size of watermelons. I dropped down on the closest couch as I entered the penthouse suite right behind Emmie. We had both penthouses,

which took up the whole top floor, and that was a good thing since it had a total of eight bedrooms for the wedding party to choose from.

As I propped my feet up on the closest coffee, table I let out a relieved sigh and leaned my head back

against the back of the couch. Just as I closed my eyes, I heard Emmie retching from the hall bathroom.

Poor Em had picked up that horrible bug that had been going around Mia’s preschool. Both Mia and Nik

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