Page 87 of His Big Bad Stick

“Yes, that’s exactly what I thought. What else was I supposed to think? You didn’t say a word to me. You haven’t said a word to me. I’m pregnant with your baby!”

“I know!” I growl at her. “I’m not questioning that.”

“Then…”

Visuals with me never look good and never will look good.

Abrielle has me so irritated right now… yet she’s pregnant with my baby…

It’s an emotional tornado tearing through my life. Has been even before she showed up waving a pregnancy test at me.

We have a lot to talk about.

We can talk anytime.

I find myself touching her face and then… kissing her.

Yes, I realize again the visual.

Our first kiss since finding out she’s pregnant.

In the back area of a gentlemen’s club.

But what would you expect from me?

Flowers and candles?

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Abrielle

The passenger seat of Colver’s truck is becoming too familiar and too comfortable for me.

My head racing with way too many thoughts. Too many questions. Too many accusations.

Okay, first thing… you’re telling me that Colver can just walk through the back of a strip club like that? Like he owns the place? What does that mean? He frequents the place so much that they…

“You never answered my question earlier,” Colver growls.

Oh, you’ve got some nerve… you asshole…

I look at him and show my teeth. Like a hungry female tiger about to attack.

“Give me any look you want, kitten,” he says.

“You don’t even get it. You don’t even care.”

“What? What am I supposed to care about right now?”

“You ditched me for two naked women!” I cry out.

“That’s bullshit,” Colver growls. “I went to see my team. The five of them are my…”

He can’t even find the word.

He’s afraid to say friends?

“We just know each other very well,” he says. “I wanted to tell them. Break the news to them.”

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