Page 81 of His Big Bad Stick

I mean, why would he be, right? He’s been down there already. Even though I didn’t pee on him.

Oh, why am I thinking this right now?

Colver studies the pregnancy test as though it’s some secret code to decipher and not the word PREGNANT in big, bold letters.

The first one had a plus sign.

“Next one,” he says.

“Are you kidding me?”

“Nope.”

I start to shut the door and Colver reaches out and touches the door. “I’m watching this time.”

“Excuse me?”

“I want to see it.”

My face burns hot. “You want to watch me pee?”

“This isn’t some kink, Abrielle.”

“Wait. Are you accusing me of faking this? Do you think I have a bottle of a pregnant woman’s urine hidden on me?”

His jaw tightens.

I don’t believe he’s thinking that, but he’s definitely taken back a few steps by the positive tests.

I can’t believe I’m watching this, but it looks like the big, bad Colver Caspian is a little bit vulnerable right now.

He hasn’t taken his hand off the bathroom door.

I’m feeling a little more than vulnerable myself right now too.

And since Colver is the person I run to when things get the craziest…

I step back and can’t believe I’m going to pee on a pregnancy test in front of him.

Whatever.

“I’m not being gross or anything,” he says.

“Of course not. I’m sure you make all the women you bring home piss on a pregnancy test and you must watch, right?”

“You know, I’ve been wondering how to ask this…”

“Let me guess,” I say. “How did this happen?”

Colver just stares.

I grab another test, rip open the flimsy box and get the test ready.

Now comes the moment of truth - at least the first one - where I have to drop my pants in front of Colver and then sit on the toilet.

I’m not sure if there’s pride to be had in this moment, but I keep a straight face and look Colver dead in the eye as I push my pants and panties down. The only issue I’m running into is that just by looking at him… just by having him here, having him near me… damn my body but it turns me on.

I feel warmth. I feel tingling.

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