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“Look, I don’t know how else to ask so I’m just going to come out and say it.” She pauses briefly, but since I keep my eyes on the table, I don’t know why. “Is there a chance you could be pregnant?”
Her words sucker punch me right in the gut, and I make a whimpering sound in the back of my throat.
Motherfucker.
I never even considered that… I mean, I have an implant, but nothing is one hundred percent effective. Gunner never wore protection… and I… I haven’t had my period in months.
Could I be pregnant?
“I don’t know,” I sniffle. Pulling at my hair, I fidget in Gray’s lap but he doesn’t let me go.
When I look at Tania, she nods. “You need to see a doctor, Zoe. I’d offer to take you, but you’d probably feel more comfortable going with a girlfriend or something.”
“Let me go,” I demand.
As soon as Gray releases me, I throw myself to the side and onto the floor in a not so graceful heap. Like a damn cockroach, I scurry into the corner where I sit with my back against the wall. I pull my legs up, arms wrapping around my knees as I rest my forehead on the joints.
Fuck.
Pregnant.
Fuck.
Gunner’s child.
Or…
Maybe…
It could be Gray’s…
Fuck.
Pregnant.
The thoughts play on a loop in my mind, and I can’t break myself free. I’m aware that I’m crying, but it’s not until Gray crouches next to me that I realize I’m whining and making sorrowful sounds.
“It’s okay, Princess. It’s all going to be alright.”
I snort through my tears. “No, it’s not.”
How can he say something like that when I might have the devil’s fucking spawn growing inside me?
The thought numbs me, and as quickly as the tears sprung to life, they dissipate. I’m still crying on the inside, but outwardly there’s no sign of it.
“You also need to get checked for STDs,” Steven chimes in.
“Yeah, we get the fucking picture,” Cain answers, and when I look at him, he’s pointing a knife right at the detective. “You don’t really think you need to list out all the things that could happen, do you?”
Steven shakes his head and his shoulders sag. “No, of course not,” he mumbles apologetically.
Ignoring the others, Gray once again wraps his pinky around mine. “I’ll fucking kill him. Slowly. Painfully,” he vows in a deadly tone. “What he’s done to you is…”
“Don’t say it,” I beg. “Don’t say it out loud.”
With a nod he pulls me to my feet and rests his forehead against mine. He’s so close I can smell his minty breath, and feel it across my skin in small puffs.
“He’ll pay, Princess. Gunner will fucking pay for everything.”
