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“Did anyone hurt you?” I grasped onto his neck, inspecting his face. Devastatingly handsome, as always. “I’ll fucking kill them if they hurt you. I’ll burn that station to the ground.”
Someone, likely Lucas or Colby, chuckled in the background.
Elden stroked my face. “No one hurt me, baby,” he murmured. “I’m assuming you’ve been freaking out.”
“No I haven’t.”
“I was afraid for my life,” Colby called out.
Elden’s forehead wrinkled. “You feeling okay?” he asked, worry in both his tone and in his eyes. “The baby?”
I sighed. “The baby is fine. I’m fine. Again,I’mnot the one who was locked up without cause. We’re suing.” I turned to Hansen. “We can sue, right? I’ll sue them all.”
Hansen smiled. “We’ve got our best lawyer on it.” He looked to Elden. “You good?”
Elden lifted his chin, his arms tightening around me. “I’m good.”
“Was gonna call church, but I think we can do that tomorrow, since your Old Lady doesn’t look like she’s gonna detach any time soon,” Hansen smirked.
I tightened my limbs in response.
Elden smiled.
Smiled. After being locked up, he was smiling and not looking traumatized at all.
“We need to go home,” Elden murmured, looking at me.
“Yes,” I agreed, my voice breathy. “You’ve been locked up for so long.”
His eyes flared, and he didn’t say goodbye to anyone, just walked us out of the clubhouse with me still wrapped around him.
It was late.
Or very early.
Whatever it was, all that I cared about was that we were in our little cottage in the desert, in our bed.
Naked.
Elden had indeed fucked me like he’d just got out of prison, which technically was true.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Elden asked in a concerned tone while drawing circles on the swell of my stomach. “You were worked up. We need to get your blood pressure checked.”
I pursed my lips. “You didn’t seem too worried about my blood pressure or me getting worked up a few moments ago.”
My body vibrated with his chuckle.
“And also, I should be askingyouif you’re okay,” I added, a lot less teasing in my tone. “Are you, okay? I can’t imagine what that brought up for you.” I fisted the blanket. “I will kill that fucking sheriff.”
Elden turned my face toward him. “Baby, please let the club deal with the fucking sheriff. I really don’t need my baby born incarcerated.”
“Not funny,” I sneered. “Plus, they’d never trace it back to me, not with Sariah’s help.”
“Neither you nor Sariah is getting involved,” he grumbled.
I wet my lips. Sariah was definitely already involved, but it was best not to tell him that.
“Seriously,” I changed the subject back to him. “Are you okay?”
