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“Baby!” I dropped my rifle, removed the cloth from her mouth, and untied her as quickly as I could.

“Rock!” she screamed, climbing into my arms and burying her face in my chest.

A lot of noise came from the other room, but I remained in the small room with Rue, letting her release her tears.

“I need to tell you something, Rue.”

She looked up at me, her bottom lip trembling and tears in her eyes.

“I’m going to kill him.”

Her lip stopped quivering, and she stared me directly in my eyes as she responded.

“Okay.”

Six Months Later

“I need to know what we can and can’t do in the bedroom,” Rocky said to Dr. Whittaker.

“What do you mean?” She looked a bit confused.

“Well, Rue is kinda freaky. She likes to be tied up, spanked, and gagged. She’s been afraid to bring it up to you.”

“Oh?” She looked at me with her brow raised, and I shrugged.

“Yeah. I told her if it’s not safe for the baby, we have to stop.”

I was three months pregnant before I realized it, so we’d continued to do the freaky things I’d grown to love. However, as soon as Rocky found out I was carrying his child, our sex became very vanilla in comparison. It was still great, but it was nothing compared to when he used his toys.

“Dr. Whittaker, I see you looking at me sideways. Yes, I’m a freak, but it’s his fault. He helped me find my freaky side, and now, he won’t let her come outside to play.”

Dr. Whittaker got a good laugh from our conversation, but by the time we left her office, she assured Rocky that it was okay for us to resume our previous sex life. There were a few things she told us to avoid and warned that now wouldn’t be the timeto introduce things we hadn’t done before. Other than that, we were good to go.

“I knew you were being too cautious,” I told him once we were in his truck.

“Nah. I can never be too cautious when it comes to you and my seed.”

“Whatever! I expect business as usual tonight, and I don’t want to hear excuses.”

He shook his head. “I think I’ve created a monster.”

“Don’t call me a monster. I’m pregnant and horny all the time. This is all your fault, Mister ‘I want to feel all of you with no barriers between us.’”

“You got me, and I knew exactly what I was doing.”

“Me too, and I walked right into your trap. No pun intended.”

“I fell in love with you the first time you cussed me out. After the second time, I started plotting. By the third time?—”

“Okay. You’re exaggerating. You trapped me. End of story. We need to figure out our living arrangements.”

Since we both had such unique living arrangements, it had been hard for us to decide what to do. Leaving my sisters would be hard, and I never expected to be considering it so soon.

Rocky spent most nights with me because I refused to sleep in the same bed with him while under his grandparents’ roof. His grandmother swore she wasn’t that old-fashioned, but I still wouldn’t do it.

“I figured it out already,” he said.

“Is it a secret, or did you plan to tell me?”

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