Natalie's POV
“It only stung for a moment. Just my shoulder,” I reassured him.
Butcher's gaze dropped to my stomach.
“You alright?” I asked.
“Pissed as f**k. Nobody messes with our kid.”
“Agreed.”
His eyes narrowed.
“Then why aren't you more pissed?”
“Because I knew you'd put those bitches in check. Your anger is ten times worse than mine.” I shrugged.
“Besides, Doctor Smith said my blood pressure was elevated. I'm trying to keep it down.”
“Anyone f***s with you, call me. I'll handle their asses. Especially while you're pregnant.”
I smiled.
“Cool. I'll leave the ass-kicking to you. I'm not particularly violent.”
He smirked before sitting at the other end of the couch.
“We need to iron some s**t out.”
“Agreed. First, I'm not interested in financial assistance. I want our ba
