Bear is the President of The Wolves
Haisley is a small-town waitress
Bear lives for his MC
Haisley is barely living for herself
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Can he finally let his guard down and love or will he push her away and drink away the loneliness he feels deep within...
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Haisley was now in her second trimester. Her belly was more rounded and full. She was having a hard time keeping heartburn and leg cramps at bay. At night she had to ask Bear to massage her calves since it was harder for her to lean down with her belly in the way.
He did everything she asked without complaining. She didn't her best to no wake him up but when it gets too painful she needed his help. He would scold her for being stubborn but that was her nature. - "Hey, baby. You ready?" Bear yells from outside the bathroom. They were having a family day outside and she was having trouble finding clothes to fit her.
"I'm coming....ugg I can't get my dress zipped" she always got so frustrated with herself when she couldn't do things on her own especially dress.
"Come out here, let me hope you" Bear knocked on the bathroom door to get her attention. It was only seconds before she opened the door with tears running down her face.
"No, baby. Don't cry." Bear's voices turn so soft and sweet as he pulls her into his embrace being mindful of her belly.
"I'm -I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm crying" she sniffles as she grips the bottom of his shirt tightly. Her emotions were still all over the place and Bear managed to work with her which she was thankful for.
