Page 43 of One Night with the Biker

Because she lived in my fucking head. I couldn’t tell her that. Whether I was obsessed because I was a stupid fuckhead, because I’d taken her virginity, because she was young and bubbly and my complete opposite or because…

Frustrated, I scrubbed a hand over my face. It could be for any reason. None of which concerned her because it was about me, not her. And I’d overcome this pathetic bullshit without her.

“We’re getting the fuck off track. I assume you’re here because you want child support.”

“The baby isn’t even born yet.”

“Stop calling it that!”

“It’s not a fucking fish,” she yelled. “It’s a baby.”

My gaze dipped to her tits and my cock hardened. They were bigger and more luscious in her tight little sweater.

“I don’t want anything, Reese. I came because…” Her voice trailed off and she glanced away. “I came because Roman’s ona run and he’ll be home in two weeks.” She hung her head. “I wanted you to know because it was only fair.”

Turning away from her, I stormed to the window and glanced at the river. “You wanted me to know because you thought that would change my mind about us.”

“That isn’t true.”

My nostrils flared. I could always tell her the baby might not be mine, but I knew the truth. Apparently, Nova hadn’t mentioned Ainsley’s pregnancy to Louisiana. Maybe, all the information Nova fed to Louisiana was wrong. I didn’t even know Roman Mac had gone on a run.

Not much he could do without hands, so I was suspicious about that. They may have taken him away to kill him. Razor said if the situation was reversed and a bunch of Bloody Scorpions dumped me at Ma Siller’s house, he’d put a bullet in my brain. He’d think I gave up club information or somehow betrayed the Royal Bastards to survive.

It made sense that Boom Boom would feel the same way.

“I suppose Nova put you up to this?”

“She didn’t know until today when I went to her place for a girl’s weekend.”

Well, that explained why she hadn’t told Louisiana.

“I thought you should know, Reese.”

My name rolling off her tongue curled around my insides. I glowered at the horizon beyond the window. Hopefully, she left. I didn’t know if I could withstand her sweet chattering.

“I-I-I don’t know what I expected from you. When I talked to my brother today, the enormity of my predicament hit me. He’d hate me.”

I didn’t think anything would turn that motherfucker against Ainsley. My life would be so much fucking easier if they were enemies.

“Boom Boom would kill me.”

Hyperbole. Roman wouldn’t allow Ainsley near his president if she was in danger.

“I’ve thought of every way possible to keep our baby.”

Our baby. I flinched. I’d made a baby. With Ainsley.

“I’m going to abort it.”

From the moment she’d made her announcement, those were the words I wanted to hear. Now that she’d said them, my insides twisted and I recoiled.

“Is that what you want, Ainsley?”

“I have to do what’s right for all of us.”

“Don’t you mean the two of us?”

“Three, if you include the baby. But it’s four. I have to consider my brother. I don’t want him marked for death. I’m already worried sick about him because he doesn’t have hands. I don’t know why they insisted he go on a run. I don’t know if they want to kill him or he wants to kill them.”

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