She laughed. “What’s wrong with calling it a vag—”
I pressed a finger to her lips, silencing her.
“I just don’t like it. Common medical terms for body parts give me the heebee-jeebees.”
“So, you don’t like the wordpeniseither?”
I covered my mouth, pretending to hold back vomit. “I think I just gagged on my own throw up. Thanks, Ramona.”
She giggled.
“Cocks and dicks I can handle. P-words need not apply.”
I honestly was over doing it just a bit, I really didn’t care about the words that much, I just wanted to make Ramona laugh and forget her fears for a moment. It looked like it was working.
“When’s the due date again?”
“November.”
I whistled. “That’s only five months away.”
She frowned. “I know, and I’m showing way too much right now. I can only get away with wearing oversized sweatshirts for so long before people start questioning things.”
Nodding my head in agreement, I walk over to the window, noticing Snyder heading toward the apartment.
“Shit, Snyder’s coming.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“Let’s just say, some shit happened at the hospital today he didn’t exactly like.” My thoughts filtered back to that hushed word Wasp whispered into my ear. How was Skid Warrant’s deepest darkest desire? Warrant was the fucking biggest guy in the club and the most masculine. There’s no way he was into fucking dudes.
A knock on the door made me jump.
“You okay?” Ramona questioned. She finished throwing on her top, glancing at the door as she did her best to hide her belly.
“Yeah, just peachy.”
Throwing open the door, I turned my focus on the man who was silently claiming me when no one else was looking.
“Hey,” I said, moving so he could enter the room.
He didn’t enter.
“I was wondering if you could come with me for a bit. You know, to talk and stuff?”
I looked back at Ramona who shrugged her shoulders.
“Sure, I guess.”
He smiled. “Great. Meet me behind the clubhouse in fifteen minutes. Clash, Wasp, and Ranger are already at Clash’s place.”
“Huh?”
He gripped my hand. “Please, Shasta. Just meet me there.”
“What if someone sees us?”
“They won’t.”