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“Different how?”
“Just different,” I shrugged, “Wet as fuck.”
“So my pussy was dry before?”
I chuckled, sending her rage into overdrive.
“What the fuck is so funny? Did you trap me on purpose?”
“Why the fuck would I trap you to keep you here when you weren’t leaving anyway?” I fussed, in between undressing. I was tired as fuck before, but Sloane’s popping up took it to another level.
“Don’t act like it’s not above you to do some shit like this!”
“You’re not beating those pregnancy allegations right now. Chill the fuck out and keep your voice down. The last thing you want is Sloane to hear us arguing.”
She was back to pacing the floor, hands resting on her head, blowing out smoke.
“How can I chill if I’m pregnant, Treason? This changes everything! You don’t want kids! I don’t want kids! This was a temporary arrang-.”
I quickly cut her off, “Don’t do that. We’re way past that.”
“It doesn’t change the fact that neither of us wants kids, and now I’m pregnant.Maybe.”
“Come here.”
“No, Treason.”
“Blue,” I said calmly, summoning her closer.
Her stubborn ass hesitated, then marched between my legs, refusing to look at me. Usually, I would’ve checked that shit, but nothing about tonight was normal.
“You want me to go grab a test?”
She bit the corner of her lip while I stroked the back of her thighs.
“I wanna go to bed.”
Reclining against the pillows, I opened my arms and she climbed over my body, lying on my chest, like a newborn.
“We’ll figure it out,” was all I could say. I didn’t know how to feel on the subject, but one of us needed to remain level-headed.
“If I’m pregnant, I’m suing. That IUD didnotdo its job, and you better take my case.”
I watched Navie fidget, trying to release the tension wound in her muscles. My hand rested on her back, wanting to soothe or say something that would make it better, but I couldn’t.
Kids were never part of the plan. I’d worked too hard to build and maintain control of my life for a child to snatch the reins controlling me. I rested my head beside hers, letting her warmth anchor me even as my mind raced, praying I could handle whatever came next.
She hasn’t even pissed on the stick yet, and this kid is already running the show.
Chapter 21
Ichased sleep all night. Nothing could calm the thoughts swirling in my head, not even lying in Treason’s arms. I replayed every conversation we ever had about kids.
Nah, I’m good on that. Kids are like the woman you meet at the club. Fun for a night, but nothing anybody in their right mind would commit to long-term.
His grandmother would be ecstatic. At least this baby would be half normal. His family was so sweet and supportive, I’d likely never have to lift a finger.
Well damn bitch, that was fast. So you are keeping it?
