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Stratton chuckled at the distressed noise I made, his lips brushing against my head. I voiced my concern, “With everything going on, the idea of being pregnant is a bit scary. I mean, I have a hit—”

“Something that is being handled tonight. I don’t give a fuck what we have to do, this ends now,” King bit out.

I huffed before my gaze moved to Yates, who was watching me with a look that had me narrowing my eyes slightly. “Yates, you are being suspiciously quiet about this.”

He smirked. “You didn’t ask me anything, bunny.”

“Never has stopped you before,” I pointed out.

Yates nodded and exhaled. “First of all, I am trying to keep my shit together after what happened today, but more than that, you know how I feel about the idea of you being pregnant.”

I nearly groaned at that, “I have no idea how I went from nothing—literally not even kissing—to this. I mean, it’s not exactly like I was getting laid before—”

Yates flashed me a smile. “Damn straight you weren’t.”

“Yates.”

He chuckled. “What, bunny? I’m not going to apologize for wanting to tie you to us every way possible. If I had it my way, you would have been already living with us and married—”

“For sure already pregnant,” King agreed.

“—way before now,” Yates finished with a shrug.

“Before now?” I questioned.

“Dude,” Sterling groaned, running a hand over his face. The others broke into conversation, finding the situation entirely far too funny for my taste.

I narrowed my eyes as he walked over and crouched down, looking me in the eye. “I’m not sorry, bunny. I know it’s a low chance you’re pregnant, but I am still not sorry.”

“I’m mad at you now,” I decided.

His smile grew. “I was just giving you what you want, bunny. I’ll always do that.”

Shaking my head as if I was pissed, I let him pull me into his lap on the couch. I should have been far more upset than I actually was, but instead I found myself lulling to sleep against his large shoulder, the pain medicine for my leg kicking in.

I wanted to get some sleep before tonight, I had a feeling it was going to be a long one. I just hoped King remembered his promise to keep me involved.


Tags: M. Sinclair The Shadows of Wildberry Lane Erotic