Harley
Pregnant.
Continuing the Walker bloodline.
It’s staggering to realize this is actually going to happen. The monumental change our lives is going to undergo is almost enough to drop me to my knees. So much responsibility, but pride at the same time. I always thought it would be Justice. She’s so much more settled in her life, has her shit together, and isn’t living in sin like me.
It’s pressure.
So much fucking pressure, but I’m excited and I don’t recognize who I even am right now. It’s not like I had this grand plan of what my life was going to be like, but in my wildest dreams, it wouldn’t have been this.
“Where were you this morning?” Dad asks as I walk into the office at the garage. “Thought I was going to have to send out a search party.”
“Coulda asked Bishop.” I roll my eyes. “He woke up right next to me.”