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“Another question for you. When’s your period supposed to start?” Vex questions, face serious once again.

“End of next week,” I answer after having thought about it for a few seconds.

“Maybe make a doctor’s appointment for the week after that just to confirm whatever the home test tells us. You have health insurance through Dreams but any out-of-pocket expenses, I’ll pay. And I’ll be going to the appointment with you.”

“You’re kind of bossy. You’re aware of that, right?”

“Yup, well aware. Get used to it because you might have to deal with it for a very long time,” he answers with a smug smile.

“I’m not going to let you steamroll over me,” I warn.

“Hope not. I like your mouthy ass ways.”

Vex leans forward and nips at my bottom lip playfully before pulling back.

I let my eyes wander the planes of his face before surprising both of us.

“You bring a condom?”

Vex’s face breaks into a pantie melting smile before he pulls one from his pocket and holds it up between us.

Again, I surprise both of us when I ask, “Will you show me how to put that on you?”

He does and it was spectacular. Luckily for me, he brought three condoms and left with none.

Chapter 14

Vex

Driving my truck, I pull to a stop at the club’s garage and auto body shop. I walk into the nearest garage bay and look around for Tessie. I see her, head close to Trigger’s, listening intently to whatever he’s explaining about the car they’re both looking at. Stopping next to her, I grin when she glances my way quickly before turning back to Trigger. Guess I can’t compete with Trigger and a motor. I patiently wait for Trigger to finish up his lesson and admire his dedication to teaching. Good guy to the core.

“Hey, Vex. Need something?” Trigger asks.

“Question for Tessie,” I answer before turning to her. “Have you taken driver’s ed yet?”

“Yeah, I have my permit. I just need more hours in the car to get my license,” she replies looking confused.

“What time do you get off work today?”

“If you’re taking her driving, she can go now,” Trigger answers for her.

“You’re taking me driving?” Tessie asks with a hopeful look.

“Yep, if you call Taja and get the okay from her first,” I answer.

Trigger chuckles when Tessie’s phone appears in her hand faster than you can blink.

Quick conversation later, we’re sitting in my truck, Tessie behind the wheel. I give her a few minutes to adjust the seat and mirrors and to familiarize herself with everything else. Blinding smile in place, she starts the truck and we’re off.

Less than five minutes later, and I’m saying prayers that I’m not even sure are correct. My fingers are surely leaving permanent marks in the dash, and I’m surprised my feet haven’t shoved through the floorboards yet. Tessie has one foot on the gas, one on the brake and uses them indiscriminately. It’s not humanly possible to be this bad of a driver and smile so big while doing it.

Realizing this could turn out bad for us, I direct her to the lesser used side roads. No way am I going to be strapped in this potential death mobile on the crowded freeways. Once we’re out of town, I get her to use some dirt backroads to enter the club property from the backside of it. We accomplish this with a close call of bringing the gate post with us, a little less paint on the driver’s door and a girlie sounding squeal that I will forever deny making. My balls have crawled as far up into me as they can get, and I doubt I’ll be seeing them anytime soon.

Beautiful, little Tessie has a lead foot, and I’m grateful my truck is large and built strong. I don’t care about a few dents. I only care about breathing tomorrow.

When I point to Petey and Trudy’s house, Tessie applies the brake hard enough to engage my seat belt and test its strength. It holds and I remind myself that we’re alive and the vehicle is no longer in motion.

“That was flipping awesome!” Tessie gushes as she removes her seat belt and jumps out the door. She rushes to my side just as I open the door, and I get a quick hug.

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