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“You can ride my cock anytime you want, Chy.”

“I’ll take you up on that offer,” she giggles.

“Good. Now, what do you want to do today?”

“What do you mean?” she asks, looking me in the eye.

“What do you want to do today? I’m takin’ you out today.”

“There’s a few things I need to grab for the baby. Can we do that?”

“We can do whatever you want.”

“Are you sure you’re okay with all this? I mean, the baby is going to be around all the time. I don’t know how much time I’ll have for you,” she tells me. I already knew that. I knew she wouldn’t have a lot of time for me, but I also didn’t feel like letting her go. Not when I just got her.

“I know. I’m good, Chy. Let’s get ready to go,” I tell her. She smiles at me and climbs off the bed, heading toward the closet to grab her clothes. I pull the condom off and walk into the bathroom, tossing it in the trash before heading back into the room to grab my clothes. I pull them back on and sit on the edge of the bed, watching her dress. She pulls on a long dress that hugs her curves and makes her look even more beautiful.

“You look good pregnant,” I tell her. She looks over her shoulder at me like I’ve lost my mind.

“Are you crazy?”

“No. I mean it. Some women don’t look good pregnant, but you do, Chy.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Where do you wanna go to shop?”

“I don’t know, really. I don’t know where sells baby things,” she tells me as she slides her feet into her Converse.

“I’ll ask my sisters. I know of one I went to when they were pregnant if you wanna go there first.”

“I really appreciate you taking me.”

“It’s not a problem. I like spendin’ time with you.”

Chapter 10

Chyanne

We shopped and shopped. It was exhausting but fun with Van. He always seems to make me laugh at something he says or something he does. I loved every second of it, aside from him not letting me pay for my things. I had to argue with him and I still lost.

“What are they doing?” I ask Nicole when the guys seem to filter out the back door once we’re back at the clubhouse.

“I don’t really know,” she replies as we walk toward the door and peek out. On his knees is one of the guys I’ve seen around here since I’ve been here. Reggie, I think his name is. Van stands in front of him with a gun in his hand aimed at his head. I cover my mouth so they don’t hear me gasp.

“We shouldn’t watch this,” Nic says as one of the other girls joins us.

“What are they doing?” I ask softly so they don’t hear me. I don’t know what to do, so I keep my eyes on Van.

“Give me a knife,” he orders, shoving his gun into the back of his jeans before grabbing Reggie’s arm. I watch as he takes the knife and drives it into his skin, cutting away the flesh as the man screams. Bile burns the back of my throat before I lose it, throwing up out the door and catching everyone’s attention.

“What the fuck are you doin’?” Mask roars before coming toward us. The girls step back, leaving me there on my own as I spit on the ground in front of me.

“I’m sorry,” I tell him when he’s close enough to me.

“Club business means none of your damn business, Chyanne! You don’t watch this shit,” he screams at me before Van steps up next to him.

“Don’t fuckin’ scream at her,” he yells, shoving him back a step to get closer to me. He steps over the vomit on the ground and grabs my face in his hands. I can smell the blood on his skin and almost throw up again.

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