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He pulls on his long hair, taking a deep breath. “And then the way we found you…” he starts but trails off. Shaking his head, he looks me straight in the eye. “And then finding out that we made not one buttwolives together? You can deny it all you want, Heather, but I know you feel for meexactlywhat I feel for you. There is no damn way on God’s green earth that we had the type of connection we did with it only being one sided.”

I shake my head in denial, even if I’m not totally sure I disagree with him. “Even if that were true, I won’t be in a relationship with you just because you’re afraid of our babies growing up like you did.”

Hurt flashes across his golden irises and his spine straightens. “I’ll let you have your moment, Heather. I’m going to head out before one of us says something we can’t take back.”

He turns on his boot and stomps off towards the gate at the side of the house.

“I’m not trying to say anything hurtful, Jamie!” I call to his retreating form, and he turns to face me just before reaching the gate.

“I just wanted you to know that I’m not ready for all of this,” I say with exasperation, waving around the backyard before pointing at my small baby bump. “I’m not even ready for this, but I don’t really have a choice in the matter.”

His eyes soften as he looks down to my stomach.

“Ineedcontrol in one aspect of my life, and I can tell you, without hesitation, that I am not ready for any sort of relationship, with you or anyone else for that matter.”

Heat flares in his eyes as he clenches his jaw. “This is the last thing I’ll say on the subject today, Red. If you find yourself ready and even have a thought about a relationship with anyone else but me, the sorry fuck will find out exactly why they call me Trigger.”

I don’t have a doubt in my mind that he would have any problem keeping his promise. My body betrays me as I shiver over the thought of Trigger staking his claim like that. I nod my head, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I’ll back off for now, Red, but you need to remember just one thing.”

I bring my eyes to his one last time. “What’s that?”

“One day, you will be mine.”

On that note, Trigger flips the gate open and rounds the house to where I can no longer see him, leaving me speechless on the patio full of memories.

13

FOUR MONTHS AGO

The Hallway

Pebbles

“Jesus, fuck,” I say through clenched teeth as I wince, clutching my boobs as I push away from the skeevy customer who wouldn’t stop grabbing at my pasties.

I stumble over to the bar where Bunny and Ryan look like they’re having the time of their lives and plop down on one of the empty stools. Flame takes up the stool to my left and I grab his beer out of his hand, pressing it against my aching nipples.

“I was drinking that,” he grumbles.

Bunny laughs while reaching into the cooler to grab him a new one.

“Tell that to the stupid fuck that kept trying to pull my pasties off. Kept pulling at my fucking nipple rings and now they are on fire.”

Flame chuckles and Bunny winces. “I told you getting them done wasn’t going to be fun when you had to give dances.”

I carefully pull the black glitter X shaped pasties off my nipples and lay them on the bartop. I hiss as I press the cold beer bottle to my chest. I’ve always wanted Flame to pierce my nipples, and up until a few days ago, I didn’t think he was ever going to do it.

I got lucky the first few nights because no one messed with my pasties. Then this stupid fuck had to show up tonight and give Flame hisI told you somoment.

“Do they look infected?” I whine, switching the bottle to the other side. “Are they going to fall off?”

Flame rolls his eyes, turning to inspect my reddened nipples.

Just then, Trigger’s distinct voice bellows from behind as he strides up, putting his large hands on my bare shoulders. “What in the hell are you guys doing?”

Flame nods to my poor tits while holding back a laugh. “I told her getting her nipples pierced wasn’t a good idea when she’s got men trying to touch her all the time.”

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