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“Something like that. I have everything I need. My bike runs, I’ve got money for fuel. When I need new clothes, I buy them. But not having a home address…well, suddenly you just have a bunch of money.”
“And how do you earn your living?” I asked. “I mean, how do you get paid from the club? Especially if you don’t belong to one chapter…”
“I do jobs for several of the chapters, and I get a cut of their profits. You don’t want to ask about the kind of jobs I do.”
“They’re not on the up-and-up?” I guessed.
He inclined his head. “That bother you?”
“Does it matter if it does?”
“No.”
I shrugged. “Okay, I won’t ask.”
His phone chimed in his pocket. He reached in and grabbed it. “I’ve got to go.”
“Thank you. For today.”
Slash smiled. “Sure thing, Brooklyn.”
“What do I do about my other car?”
“I can take care of it for you, if you want.”
I thought about it for a moment and then nodded. “I’d appreciate that. Thanks.”
He smiled again and headed to the door.
“Wait,” I blurted out, rushing toward him.
Slash turned and looked at me. “Yeah?”
I grabbed the lapels of his leather cut and dragged myself toward him, but I was only able to brush my lips across his jaw. “My first prenatal appointment is at nine tomorrow morning. They’re doing bloodwork and an exam. I don’t need you there, but I just thought—well, I thought I’d keep you posted.”
His hand grasped the back of my neck, and he tilted my head so I was forced to look at him. Slash’s hazel eyes were warm. He pressed a kiss to my lips before pulling away. “You like bagels?”
“Yeah.”
He kissed me again. “Good. I’ll be over tomorrow morning with a half dozen.”
Chapter13
I openedthe door and then immediately pressed my hand to my mouth as a bout of nausea hit me like a freight train.
Slash’s eyes took me in, from the top of my messy bun to the thick wool socks on my feet.
I couldn’t say a word, so I left the door open for Slash to come in and then immediately ran for the bathroom.
After the delight that was morning sickness, I peered into the mirror and blanched. I had dark circles under my eyes and my skin was wan.
I rinsed out my mouth, then brushed my teeth and hair. The mask of beauty had come off, and now Slash had seen me in all my pregnant glory.
I shuffled out of the bathroom and into the small kitchen area. Slash already had a bagel toasting. He turned to look at me. Without a word, he handed me a plastic bottle of orange juice.
My lip wobbled and before I knew it, I was sobbing against Slash’s chest.
He stroked my hair and pressed his lips to my head.
