Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“How far along are you?”
“Can you turn on the heat?” I asked him, shivering.
He muttered a curse. “If you had on more clothes, you wouldn’t be cold. Don’t you have a coat?”
“I wasn’t expecting to be forced out of my apartment. And no. This is Florida. I don’t have a coat.”
“It’s December. Even in Florida, you need a fucking coat. At least most nights.”
I had left the coat I used with Silver. She needed one to walk to the school bus in. The one she’d used last year was small then, and this year, it didn’t zip over her boobs.
“How far along are you?” he asked again.
“What? You don’t know that from all your resources?”
He sighed. “Are you going to remain difficult through this entire thing?”
He was forcing me to move in with him. He’d accused me of not taking care of myself properly. He had pulled a gun on my roommate. Did he expect me to be warm and bubbly?
“Nine weeks,” I muttered.
“When was the last time you saw a doctor?”
I didn’t look at him as I continued to stare out the window. “At six weeks.”
“Do you have a preference for a male or female doctor?”
He was being very thorough. Who had told him what to ask? He couldn’t have come up with all this on his own.
“Female.” The idea of a man down there bothered me.
“When did you find out?”
“When I missed my period,” I replied. Wasn’t that how most girls found out?
“Did you test the day you missed or …”
I finally turned to look at him. “I’m never late. When I was two days late, I tested. Why are you asking me all this? Do you honestly care?”
The hand he had on the steering wheel tightened. I could see his knuckles turn white. Saxon had anger issues. How had I missed that? Oh yeah, I’d only known him for two weeks.
“It’s my baby too,” he said through clenched teeth.
“Yes, but you didn’t want me to keep it.”
“I never said that. You assumed.”
“You said I couldn’t afford a baby.”
His jaw worked back and forth, like he was grinding his teeth. I would point out that it was bad for his teeth, but there was that gun to worry about. One never knew what would set him off.
“All that matters at this point is, you’re pregnant, and it’s mine. I’m going to make sure you and the baby are given the proper care.”
“You’re not worried that paternity test could be wrong?” Although I knew it wasn’t.
“No.”
“It’s that accurate?”
He glanced at me. “It is when it’s ninety-nine-point-nine percent accurate.”
The fact that seemed to piss him off made me smile. I couldn’t help it. I knew it was his, but since I was apparently a liar, he couldn’t trust me. Maybe it was me being petty, but I felt like I had won.
“Why are you smiling?”
I shrugged. “Because I like being vindicated.”
He didn’t say anything more, and I laid my head back on the seat. The warmth from the heater felt wonderful. It didn’t take long for my eyes to grow heavy, and I welcomed the sleep. I’d worked a ten-hour shift today. Country music started playing, but it felt far away as I drifted off.
Nine
Saxon
It was almost ten when I pulled the truck up to the stables. Haisley had slept the rest of the drive. The dark circles under her eyes weren’t just from lack of nutrition. She was exhausted. That sure didn’t seem to dull her fire though.
She stretched, and my eyes dropped down to her chest. When she’d walked out in that short cotton dress with no fucking bra today, it had taken all my willpower not to look at her tits. I was also guilty of looking at them and her legs, all stretched out and bare, while she slept on the drive home. When she yawned, my eyes snapped back up to her face just as she opened them.
“We’re here,” I said before opening my truck door and getting out.
Getting her inside the house without my mom seeing us was important.
I’d wanted to wait until I knew the baby was mine before talking to my parents. However, when I received the call that the baby was mine, I didn’t take the time to talk to anyone. The thought of Haisley walking to that damn hotel and cleaning rooms became more than I could handle. Getting her out of that apartment and here, safe, had been my only concern.
Being back here, with her, I now had to worry about telling my mom. There were a few times this week I’d found my dad frowning at me. Something told me that he knew and he was waiting on me to tell him. It was Mom that I was worried about. She wasn’t going to take this well. Once it was clear that Gypsi Parker was with Trev, my mom had turned her attention back to Declan Delamore, my ex. She was not going to handle it well when she found out I was having a kid with someone like Haisley. Her family had no power and no wealth. She didn’t even have somewhere decent to live. She’d been kicked out. This was my mom’s worst nightmare.