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Rhys looks at Marcus, then Jaxon. It's Marcus who answers my question. "Yes. No one will come after King for what happened."
It's over.
Hours later,the house is empty, and King and I are lying in my bed. My head rests on her chest and my hand on her belly. Nugget is in high form and kicking up a storm in there, which brings the biggest grin to my face. I poke King's belly, and a limb pushes out.
"Would you stop that?" King tries to sound annoyed, but the laughter in her tone contradicts her words.
"Why? She likes to play with me." I push my finger into King's side again.
"Ow, Sheats. I'm serious. Quit it." She shoves me off her, and I bark out a laugh.
Earlier,when my parents were the only ones left, King had excused herself.
"Are you okay?" I held her by the wrist, halting her retreat.
She twisted out of my grip, lacing our fingers together. She was tired. I wasn't sure if it was from the lack of rest the last two nights or the emotional roller coaster. Probably both.
"Yes." She smiled softly. "I just need to…process. And take a long-overdue shower." She wrinkled her nose.
"Do you want me to come?" I was turning into Rhys, not wanting to leave my girl's side.
"I won't be long." Her eyes pleaded with me to let her go.
That would be a no. She had always dealt with life on her own, and I guess it was a hard habit to kick.
"Call if you need anything." The strain in my voice was audible to my own ears—most definitely to my parents'. But on that note, embarrassment had exited a long time ago with, "My girlfriend is pregnant and currently in jail."
Surprising me, she leaned down and placed a lingering kiss on my mouth. "I'll always call for you," she whispered against my lips.
Before she left the room, though, she stopped and hugged my mom. After she disentangled herself from my mother, who was reluctant to let go, eyes glossed over, King padded down the hall.
I watched her until she disappeared through the door. Focusing back on the room, I found my parents both gaping at me with expressions I did not expect from them under the current circumstances. They had remained mute the entire time the others were here. Now, I was looking at them and was not sure if I was facing my parents or some body snatchers.
"Why are you smiling at me like that?" I frowned at Mom.
"I'm proud of you, Wes."
Definitely body snatchers.
"For what, exactly?" I inquired slowly. It couldn't have been for accidentally impregnating the daughter of a fugitive. My mom was open minded, but that would be pushing it even for her. Slanting my hand, I waited for their skulls to split open and reveal an extraterrestrial entity.
She relocated to the spot on the couch King had vacated. "You fucked up, son."
There was my mom.
Then, she placed a hand on my leg. "But you're dealing with it. You lost a lot three years ago and still found your way."
I snorted. "By drinking and developing a temper?"
"We all did that during our time in college. Your dad was the campus bully."
My head jerked in the direction of my father, who glowered at his wife. "Really? You had to bring that up, Laura?"
Mom waved him off. "Oh, come on,Charles." She looked back at me. "It's part of becoming your own person. I was worried about you; I won't lie. I hated for you to be lonely. You might not have wanted to admit it, but you and Rhys had been inseparable for most of your life. You missed him."
"I'm not sure I like where this is going," I grumbled.
Dad chuckled, but remained mute.
