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"I better get back to the clubhouse and save the other guys from Jagger's wrath. Pass my congrats to Wire. I'm happy for you both." She stood, pulled a ten-dollar bill from her pocket, and placed it on the table.

Cora picked up the money and tried to give it back. "It's on me."

"If you don't want it, put it in a piggy bank for my soon-to-be cousin." She smiled and walked out of the coffee shop.

The salty breeze washed over her face. She wondered what her dad would say about having another family member, considering he hadn't accepted Cora yet.

As much as it surprised her, she liked the idea of having more relatives. Her stomach fluttered. Cora was going to have a baby.

She slowed and stopped before she got in front of the Havlin Motorcycle Parts Shop. Katrina pulled out her phone and searched her app, scrolling through the months. Double-checking, she turned and walked in the other direction. Then she stopped again, turned around, and headed toward the clubhouse.

That couldn't be right.

So much had happened lately.

She'd lost track of time.

She was never late.

Jagger had asked her about the implant. Not wanting anything to stop him from being with her, she let him assume she'd gotten a new one.

The one in her arm was only good for three years. It'd been five years.

Her last period was...?

She scrolled through her phone, where she kept track of her period, and her worries doubled. She had her last period the week before she came to Seaglass Cove.

Exhaling harshly, she looked at her stomach. Looked at the clubhouse. And then headed around the building and went straight to her car to go to the store. She needed a pregnancy test.

Chapter Thirty Six

KATRINA HURRIED TOWARD him, barely rising on her toes to kiss him, before she walked down the hallway. Jagger frowned. She'd stayed glued to his side since the fight and today, she'd gone to see Cora at the coffee shop and now left him without a word.

"Everything okay?" Bane slung the duffle bag over his shoulder.

"Yeah." He rubbed his side, easing the continual ache. "Make sure Dio and Brett get that last bag in the system."

"Will do." Bane checked his phone. "I'll send them off at three-fifteen."

He made a new schedule each time there was money laundering to do. It wasn't only the pot shops they had to watch out for. They'd got wind that the state was doing inspections once a month, and they wanted to avoid any trouble.

Jagger needed to return to the parts shop, but he turned and walked down the hallway. He wanted to check in with Katrina first.

He turned the door handle and found the room locked. That was never a habit he formed, considering everyone knew to stay out of his room.

Knocking on the door, he looked behind him. There was no one around.

"Kat?" He rapped his knuckles on the wood. "Open the door."

A minute passed. He got out his phone and texted her.

Open the door.

Less than thirty seconds later, she texted him back. Hold on a minute.

What are you doing? He hit send.

Bathroom

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