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Roger steps forward even closer and I finally push him the fuck away from me, or I at least try to. His hand tightens on my shoulder as I start slapping him.

“Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing?! Get your fucking hands off her!”

He finally backs up, giving me much-needed space. Rip is stalking over towards us and the look on his face is one of pure anger and promises retribution. Well, fuck.

“I was just offering congratulations, man. No harm.” He removes his hand and I jerkily back up even further away from him. A wave of dizziness hits me knowing that I don’t have a friend in the world and have to fend off two assholes and not just one.

Roger puts his hands up in a show of surrender.

“It’s really decent what you’re doing but don’t let her trap you into marriage just because of the kid, man. You don’t have to sacrifice yourself just because you got drunk and fucked her once. Stay free for all those sweet honeys that know how to fuck. Am I right, buddy?”

Oh, Lord. Is this really happening and not just some awful nightmare I’ve conjured up? And if it’s a nightmare, how the hell do I wake up from it?

Chapter Seventeen

Rip

I saw that fucker standing by her and touching her and saw nothing but red. He’s a dead man if he doesn’t back the fuck up away from my Tandy. It doesn’t help that she is so fucking pale and was starting to fight with him when I jumped out of my fucking car.

“Don’t marry her just because she got you drunk once and you didn’t wrap it up as tight as you maybe should have. I’ve got four kids myself and none of the baby mommas put a noose around it yet.” He holds his hand up and wiggles his ring finger like it’s a proud accomplishment or something.

What a fucking loser!

“You bastard!” I’m done playing fucking kid games with this jack-off. I go to put him down but become automatically sidetracked when Tandy rushes to the side of the path and starts dry-heaving. “Shit!”

“Oh nasty! Morning sickness! Dude, get out while you still can!”

I pull her hair back from her face and start to rub her back to offer some comfort to her. She’s sunk to her knees and is only retching but silent tears are coursing down her cheeks and making me murderous.

“Once I know she’s alright, I’m going to beat the shit out of you so bad you won’t have to ever worry about having kids again, you limp dicked fucker!”

“Whatever, man. The only reason I wanted to fuck her was because she was with you.”

I shoot him a look to kill as I help Tandy up and she leans against me for support.

“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get you cleaned up. Coach says he wants to see both of us.”

She lets out a groan as I help her to the car which is close since I basically parked on the side of the road and barely turned the fucking engine off when I saw him touching her. I even left my fucking door standing open. I buckle her in and run to get back in the car.

She was so pale and tiny when that fucker was standing in front of her.

“Did you eat anything this morning?” Her non-answer is an answer. “Last night? Did you eat last night?”

Again, I get no answer. She has a habit of forgetting when she’s buried deep in her books or working with her sister. There are dark circles under her eyes that tell me she didn’t go back to sleep when I left her yesterday either.

When I went to the early morning practice this morning, one of the guys came running over and offered me congratulations. Then another one. And finally, when Holmes ran over, I stopped him and ask him what the fuck was going on?

He told me the entire team had heard about the baby me and Tandy were having. My world narrowed down to the day before and walking away from Vanessa. We never corrected her when she made the assumption I had knocked Tandy up. No one told her that wasn’t what was going on. And apparently, the girl has the biggest mouth in the University if all my teammates -and that fucker- know about it now. She’s let the whole god damned campus know. Only me and Tandy aren’t expecting a fucking baby.

Yet.

I went straight over to her rental so I could tell her what was being said before she found out another way but she had already left for her first class. I was heading over to wait outside the room her class is in when the coach called me asking me what the fuck was going on. Coach doesn’t like not knowing things about his players. Not when they are this big. He told me we all needed to have a meeting and to go find Tandy so I could bring her to his office. I told him I was already headed over to grab her when he called.

But I didn’t make it in time. And I saw that dickless wonder reach out to touch her and saw her flinch back and all I wanted to do was jump out and beat his ass. Now, I’m struggling to get my fucking self under control, and I can’t stop thinking about Tandy pregnant.

I look over at the girl -my girl- sitting beside me. She fell asleep as soon as I turned the engine on. Her dark lashes fan out against the soft skin of her cheeks and make her look like a sexy Sleeping Beauty. My fingers itch to touch her. To find out if she’s soft everywhere. To explore her body the way she explored mine. Only that didn’t really end well for us. Maybe…this time we’ll do things differently. Maybe this time I tie her to the bed so she can't run from me.

Instead of taking her back to her place I just take her home. She needs to rest, and I need to know that she is alright. I carry her in and up the stairs. She starts to wake up when I kick the door shut behind us.

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