Page 11 of Slayin Villain
But standing there in front of the mirror, pale and hollow-eyed under the harsh yellow light, I stopped blaming.
Because deep down, I knew.
I opened the drawer under the sink where I kept a few things, spare clothes, deodorant, tampons.Tampons I hadn’t needed in over a month.The box of tests was tucked in the back.Leftover from a scare months ago that turned out to be nothing.
I took it out.Hands shaking.
Three minutes.
The longest damn three minutes of my life.
I sat on the toilet, staring at the floor tiles, trying not to think about the fact that Villain had another woman in his sights, and I was the one left with the consequences.
When the timer buzzed on my phone, I reached for the test with numb fingers.
Two pink lines.
Pregnant.
I didn’t cry.I didn’t scream.I didn’t smile.
I just… sat there.
Because what the hell was I supposed to do now?
Tell him?And what, hope he gives a damn between trips to Ember’s bed?
Keep it to myself?Raise a biker’s baby in secret while he plays house with the club’s favorite wrecking ball?
I touched my stomach, still warm from his hands hours ago, and thought about how much I’d given up for him.How much I still would.
But this?This was different.
This wasn’t just heartbreak.This was real.
A life.
His.
Mine.
Ours.
Unless he took it away.
Unless Ember already had.
Chapter 4
Ember
If you want to get noticed in a room full of leather and testosterone, you don’t bring your fiddle.
You bring fire.
And tonight, I was burning from the inside out.
Royal Road was packed wall to wall, sweetbutts strutting, Ol’ Ladies gossiping, outlaws doing business in the shadows.The band wasn’t playing tonight, so I had no reason to be there.
