Page 23 of Cold Snap
“Why are we going there?”
“Oh, no, little angel. You wanted to play this game, and now it’s my turn.” She narrows her eyes at me. “Is your pussy alright?”
Her mouth falls open in shock. “Landry!” I can’t help but laugh at how surprised she seems to be at my question. “You cannot ask me that!”
“If I can eat it, I can ask about it, sweetheart. In fact, when we get to the cabin, I’m inspecting it to make damned sure I didn’t hurt you. Something I should have been doing when we woke up before you got out of bed. Then we are going to talk about our situation.”
“Our situation?” Maybe that was a bad use of the word. “What situation is that, Landry?”
“I came inside you more than once and more than a little bit. There was a lot of cum, baby.”
The very thought of me cumming in her has my dick swelling again.
“So?”
My brows draw up, and I risk taking my eyes off the road to take a quick look at her in the darkened cab.
“So…I hit that sweet pussy raw, baby.”
I wait for it to sink in, but it never does. She’s more confused than ever.
“Without protection. Now, you might be on birth control…”
“Oh my God!”
“I take that as a no.”
“Oh my God! Oh…we…I…oh my God!” Her hands flutter around like she’s trying to find a way to fly herself right out the window of my truck. “Wait…you…you’re taking me to a cabin to figure out what to do with me if I’m knocked up.”
“Among other things.”
No! I’m taking her to my cabin so I can talk her into letting me put more cum in her, and maybe we’ll get around to talking about her walking around wearing more than my name on a shirt.
“You don’t have to worry. No one will find out.” I don’t like how confident she sounds about that. “I’m going away for a few months to stay with my aunt.”
“What?!” The fuck she is!
“I could just come back pregnant and no one would ever have to know it’s your baby.”
My growl echoes through the truck. “You were leaving?”
“I…”
“You were leaving town?”
“Yes…”
“And you weren’t going to tell me.” It’s not a fucking question. I already know the fucking answer. “Why were you leaving? So you wouldn’t have to see me again?”
“What? No, I…”
Thankfully, I pull into the long, winding driveway that leads to the cabin before she can answer me.
“I wasn’t….”
“It’s going to be a little hard to hide the fact it’s my baby when I follow you around town, baby, telling everyone I’m the reason you’re waddling around.”
“What?”
