Page 96 of Filthy Liar

We came together, swallowing each other’s sounds as we slowed our movements, and I loved how he just kept kissing me once we’d stopped. It was like he needed my kisses to breathe.

And then I burst into fucking tears like an idiot.

“Hey, what’s this?” he asked softly, placing me on my feet and cupping my chin so I couldn’t hide from him, gently wiping my tears.

“I don’t know,” I choked out, sniffing as I tried to control myself. I wasn’t sad or anything, but something just washed over me and forced it out.

“Move under the spray more, I’ll clean you up so we can get out,” he answered, kissing my nose that was now starting to hurt from the fight.

I stood there pathetically as tears leaked, letting him wash me in silence, and once he knew both of us were free of blood and cum, he switched the water off and stepped out to grab us both towels.

My hands worked, so I took it from him to dry myself, mentally scolding myself for needing to get a grip. I was tired, obviously emotional, and I’d bet money on my period coming back with a vengeance soon.

I hadn’t had one since getting pregnant, and it worried me a little bit.

“What’s on your mind?” Zavier asked, and I scrunched my nose and rubbed the towel over my legs.

“I haven’t had a period yet. I don’t know if that’s normal or not. I can’t be knocked up again, right?”

He eyed me, the towel he was drying himself with coming to a stop. “You haven’t?”

“You’ve been with me almost the whole time. You’d know if I had,” I snorted.

“It’s normal for it to go a little weird. What doctors have you been seeing? That’s something they should’ve told you. Maybe talk to Jade if you’re worried? I can run out and grab you some tests if you want to ease your mind?”

His casualness to the situation calmed me, and I blew out a breath. “I feel like a test will jinx us.”

“No, it will tell you yes or no to stop you from freaking the fuck out,” he said seriously, dropping the towel and taking my face in both hands. “Stop stressing. We’ll find out then figure out what to do depending on the answer.”

“Maybe that’s why I keep crying? Oh my God, Zav. I got knocked up again, didn’t I? I?—”

“Baby, stop,” he said a little sharply to cut through my panic, stroking my hair. “We’re fine. It’s been what, a month since the miscarriage? You’ve been through a lot of stress, so no wonder your hormones aren’t balancing properly. I’d bet money on it just being hormone issues.”

I nodded, knowing he was right. I was just stressed. “We should still test though, right?”

“I’ll go and get you one just so you stop worrying. Get dressed. The guys want to feed you,” he answered, grabbing my towel and finishing what I’d started, pressing a kiss to my collarbone.

He wrapped the towel around me and did the same with his so we could walk out and into the bedroom, and when Logan stood with the intention of joining us, most likely for some spicy time, Zavier shook his head.

Logan halted, a frown tugging at his mouth as Zavier ushered me into the bedroom, grabbing me some panties and a shirt so I was covered.

He got dressed, pulling me against him to drop a kiss on my forehead when he was done. “I’ll be back soon. I’ll take Ander.”

“Reid’s going to freak out again,” I said, my voice cracking slightly. I wanted to throw up at the thought.

“No, he’s not. No one’s freaking out, you included. It’s normal to not just go back to regular periods straight off the bat, Raven. Relax until I get back, then take the test so you have an answer.”

He kissed me again before leaving the room, closing the door behind him, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

The guys spoke in quiet voices in the other room, and I couldn’t hear them over the sound of my own heartbeat. The front door opened and closed, two seconds before the Supra started.

The bedroom door cracked open and Reid appeared, letting out a sigh when I visibly flinched. If he started yelling?—

“Come here,” he murmured, opening the door wider to step inside. When I hesitated, he stalked towards me and hauled me against him, hugging me tightly. “Everything’s okay.”

I ugly cried, realizing I’d been more worried about Reid’s reaction than the actual results, and he didn’t let me go until he heard the Supra outside as it returned.

Logan was lingering in the doorway, looking a little unsure on what to do, and he moved aside when Zavier and Ander appeared with a little bag in hand.

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