Chapter 90: Jaxon

This is not what I was expecting to happen when I showed up unannounced at a pretty girl’s house. Was I worse than that stalker by showing up like I did? I had convinced myself that it wasn’t weird, and when she appeared in the doorway and smiled at me, I know I did the right thing.

I didn’t know what to think when I first saw her and the other guys together. It was more of a shock than anything else, and then it was me trying to work through my thoughts about their situation. I’ve been told a few times that I have the male version of a bitch face. Me working through my thoughts of a beautiful woman having several boyfriends had come off like disgust to Bryn, which made me feel sick to my stomach.

My mama taught me to always show respect to women, and I had screwed up big time. It’s also the reason I gave myself for picking up some flowers for her. When I saw her though…it was like a kick to the stomach. How did she look so fucking beautiful after the day she had been through? I didn’t know what to do with myself once they opened the door, and I was relieved when they took the choice away from me. They offered me an in and I would have been dumb not to take it. One of her guys had given me a knowing look at the station and the comments he’s been throwing out casually have me…curious.

How do things work between them? How are all these guys not jealous of each other? I’ve had a few girlfriends over the years and I can’t imagine another man touching them when we were together. Yet these guys were doing it.

“Sir?” I’m snapped out of my thoughts by someone waving their hand in my face. “Sir?”

“Yeah?” I ask absentmindedly.

“You have to let us take her.” The guys said, and I looked down and see an unconscious beauty in my arms.

I look around and the memories of what had happened come rushing back. We are in the back of an ambulance and I’ve been holding on to the tiny beautiful woman who has crashed into my life.

“Sir? We need to examine her before we reach the hospital.” He says again.

I nod and slowly set her down on the gurney. The paramedics immediately get to work and I glance down at myself and all the blood. Her blood…

They quickly attach wires to her and an oxygen mask is put onto her face. I watch them cut away her shirt in search of the source of the blood and I get a glimpse of her rounded belly.

“How far along is she? Sir?” It takes me a second to realize he’s talking to me.

Me. As if I would know anything about her. We just met and even though I wanted to know her more, the truth was I didn’t.

“I-I don’t know.” I admit and hating every word.

She needs someone right now and instead of having the three men who knew her best; she was stuck with me. Shit, I feel useless. What if something happens and the others are not there to make decisions? Shit!
“What’s her name?” The paramedic asks next.

“Bryn.”

“Okay, Bryn? Can you hear me?” The paramedic asks. “She’s unresponsive. I don’t see any other injuries. Let’s try and check the fetal heartbeat.”

He pulls a stethoscope from somewhere and rests the metal part of Bryn’s belly. They must not have anything on board for things like this.

“I hear a steady beat, but let the hospital know about the bleeding.” He says.

My eyes stay fixed on Bryn’s face as we drive to the hospital. All I can think about is how badly I wish my roles had been reversed with one of the other guys. One of them could be here to comfort her, and they would know everything to answer the paramedic’s questions. It’s killing me how little I can give her. With a little bit of debating, I reach out and slip her small hand into mine. Although she isn’t pale, her skin still looks so contradictory to mine, but not wrong. We are opposites that have come together. My eyes lift to where her shirt is pulled away and her belly shows. For the quickest second, I wondered what our kids would look like.

The second the thought comes, I push it away. This is not the time and who knows if she will ever want to see me again. She could think of me as bad JooJoo and tell me to fuck off. Except I don’t think it would be so easy to forget her and just move on to someone else. She fascinates me. This tiny woman has three men wrapped around her finger. How? Not that she couldn’t by looks alone, but they all seem to have a deeper connection than that. It’s not some fling. The way they gather around her like she’s the sun and they are dying for her warmth. I want to understand it.

I feel guilty as I wonder to myself if my interest in her has more to do with her situation than wanting to get to know her. Fuck! That can’t be it right?

My eyes move back to her face. No, it’s not that. She’s beautiful and has a calm around her that I’m drawn to. Even though she was scared and uncertain about what to do regarding her stalker, she was still nice. She didn’t curse at me or yell and complain. No, she endured everything and then welcomed me when I showed up unannounced. Even when her husband left us alone and made some odd comments, she took it in stride.

Yeah, it’s her I want to know. I do wonder how those guys share a girl like her. Not only is she a tiny thing, but she seems like a girl a man would want to keep all to himself. Like the kind of girl you want to settle down with. So how do they do it? How do they look at her and each other and are okay with not having her all to themselves? If I fell for her…would I be willing to share?

The idea of polyamorous relationships isn’t new to me. My mom told me about how it’s not that uncommon where she grew up. In fact, one of her aunts has three husbands, and many other men wanting to catch her attention. So this isn’t a new topic for me. I just never thought it could possibly be a part of it.

“Jaxon.” My name comes out of her slightly above a whisper, and the paramedic pulls the oxygen mask away.

“There you are! How are you feeling?” The paramedic asks.

She glances his way. “I’m okay.”
I squeeze her hand, and her eyes move back to me. She gives me a soft smile that would bring any man to his knees.

“Thank you for staying with me.” She says sweetly and I know in that second that I’m a goner.

“You don’t have to thank me. I would never leave you alone when you need me. Serve and protect, remember?” I say with a smirk.

She lets out a weak laugh. “Right. I’m lucky you were there then.” Her smile falls when she looks me over.

Her heads lift from the gurney. “Oh my god, are you hurt?”

I glance down and see my clothes smeared with blood. Her blood…

My eyes move to where she had been bleeding, and she followed my stare. She gasps and tries to sit up.

“No, no, sweetheart, try to stay relaxed.” The paramedic says.

“My baby!” Bryn sobs and I hold on to her hand a little tighter.

“I checked and your baby had a strong heartbeat. We are taking you to the hospital now so they can check everything. Try to stay as calm as you can until then.”

“Hey, it’ll be okay.” I tell her and she looks unsure but nods.

We both know I can’t guarantee that things will turn out okay, but it had to be enough right now.

“Jaxon?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you call my family for me? I want them to come just…just in case.” She says and I see a tear fall down the side of her face.

“Of course.” I slide my phone out of my pocket and offer it to her.

She types in a number, but it looks hard for her. Like she’s too weak to hold the phone for long. When she’s done, she hands it to me and I press the call button. The sound of the ringing turns my stomach. These people didn’t know me and I was about to tell them their daughter was hurt. I hope they won’t hate me for how little I was able to do for her.