The Biker Bad Boy (Editing)

Part 9

We walked up to the door and he pulled it open for us and let go of my hand to let me go inside first. Then once he was inside he grabbed my hand again. I don't know why I should feel so giddy and happy when he was holding my hand knowing that I shouldn't be getting close to him but I couldn't help it. The attraction was there, there was no doubt about that. The fact was that I couldn't be attracted to him, I couldn't get close to him because if you get too close to a flame you get burned and I sure as hell didn't want to get burned or our child for that matter. I had to keep a safe distance from him, while still keeping him involved.

The inner struggle with my self control and my conscious was a hard battle. There was just too much at stake if I let my self control win. I wanted to be with him. Today being around him, the ultrasound, my hormones, and emotions were sending everything into overdrive. He was such a good looking man. My child would be so beautiful, having a father that looked as hot as him.

"Hey Avery is something wrong?" He asked worried.

"Huh?" I asked shaking away my thoughts, "oh no I am fine. I was just thinking as all," I smiled awkwardly at him. The lady up at the front guided us to a small little booth in the corner by a window.

The place was pretty small, it was quaint and set up to look French and it was honestly pretty expensive. The hostess left us with two menus and an exit saying our server would see to us shortly. Not two minutes later a petite young blonde girl came to our table with a huge smile on her face.

"Hello guys can I start you off with some drinks?"

"I'd like some coffee for me, and for my girl she'll take some decaf coffee cause of the baby," he told her. She smiled awkwardly and then walked off. What the he'll was that?

"Why did you order for me?" I asked. "Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I'm incompetent and cannot think for myself," ugh men and their dominance issues.

"I'm sorry, but the girl was checking me up and down while you were looking at your menu. It just kind of pissed me off so I did what I did to make her back off of me," he shrugged and smiled this dazzling crooked smile at me.

Really the dominance thing I didn't know whether that was sexy or just plain annoying. I just sighed and looked back down at my menu trying to find something that would appease the baby.

When I figured out what I was going to eat I looked up from the menu and saw Johnny staring at me. Well not really staring as he was checking me out. It made me slightly uncomfortable in more ways than one.

"What? Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked.

"You are just so beautiful. I'm glad that you are the woman carrying my child. That other girl that lied to me, she was so far below you. You are pure, snarky, honest, and just plain perfect. Our baby will be so perfect, they will want for nothing because you are going to be perfect at this," he smiled so sweetly at me I could have fallen over dead from joy at that moment. I was at a loss for words I didn't know what exactly I should say to him.

When the waitress came back for our order she was very different. She wasn't the smiley chopper self that she had been before. In fact she was quite the opposite she was nice to me, but with Johnny short and blunt. I ended up ordering a cheeseburger because who can go wrong with that, and Johnny ordered a steak.

"I'm almost afraid she might spit on your food," Or whispered as she was walking away.

"I wouldn't doubt it actually. I didn't know she worked here until she came to our table. I had a one night stand with her once a long time ago. Guess she still hates me," he said.

Well that just flattened my heart like a pancake. "What girl haven't you fucked Johnny," I looked at him dead in his gray eyes to blue.

"Despite what you might think I haven't fucked every girl in this town, and I've only had four one night stands. That day you called was going to be my fifth but I stopped it before it really started because you made me realize what an idiot I am,"