Page 56 of Bitten By Zombie

He hadn’t moved or spoken except to curse. She was opening the door, and he slammed it closed before she could.

“Listen, Rabbit, and listen well.” He spoke at the back of her neck. Gone was the heartbreak and the earlier rage. His voice was almost seductive. “Sherry is not pregnant. And if by some miracle she is, it most certainly isn’t mine.”

Hope started to creep in, but she couldn’t let it control her higher reasoning capability.

She turned to face him. The intensity she found in his eyes was unexpected.

“But what if it is? I refuse to be the person who comes between you and your child. I can’t do that—”

Her words were cut off by his lips. Zombie’s hands held her in place while he assaulted her with his mouth. She didn’t return his kiss with the same level of emotional enthusiasm. His lips moved with happiness and promise, while hers moved with regret and finality.

Zombie pulled back and stared into her eyes. He was sporting the brightest smile she’d ever seen. It just made her sadness more pervasive.

“That, Rabbit, that heart of yours that cares so deeply is just another reason I love you.”

He placed a finger on her mouth when she opened it to speak. “There is no what if, babe. Not only are you the only person I’ve ever been with uncovered, but it’s been months since I had sex with Sherry. Other things, sadly, yes, but sex…months.”

She winced. It was no secret Sherry and Zombie slept together or that Sherry slept with all the guys, it was just a sharp blade to hear him say sex and Sherry in the same sentence.

Zombie stood there, staring and caressing her arm while her brain caught up.

Sherry lied. Flat-out lied to her, that bitch. No, that was not exactly true, she’d indicated, and Heidi’s brain filled in the blanks. But she knew what she was doing. That was the lowest of lows, to fake a pregnancy and for what, to get rid of her?

“Oh, hell no.”

“Hell no, what, Rabbit?” Zombie asked in an amused voice. She hadn’t even realized she’d spoken aloud.

“Hell no, she’s not going to get away with it, that’s what. That’s despicable.” Heidi had made a choice. She wouldn’t bow out gracefully when it came to Zombie. He loved her. He’d seen her, cellulite and all, and still fell in love with her. If there was no child, there was zero reason she couldn’t have her cake and eat it too.

“I do want to thank her though,” she said in a sugary sweet voice and kissed his stunned mouth. “Because she knocked some sense into me with her manipulation.”

“Oh yeah?” Zombie held her waist now and pulled her body into his with a contented sigh.

“Yeah.” She looped her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. “I love you, Wayne Slater, and I’m not giving you up without a fight.”

The kiss that followed robbed her. It stole every insecurity she’d had that kept her from allowing him in. Zombie filled all the empty and negative spaces.

They ended up back in the bed and fucked, and made love, and fucked again.

When they were sweaty and spent, Zombie made a promise she refused to let him keep.

“She’s gone, babe.” He kissed the crown of her head as she snuggled into his chest. “I won’t have you hurt by anyone.”

“No. I’ll handle Sherry. If you fight all my battles for me, all the Sherry’s in your,ourworld will see me as weak. I’ll make sure she knows her place when it comes to my man.”

Outlaw had spoken to her about the club girls on the way to the hospital. He’d indicated that Sherry would be punished for touching Zombie after he’d told her not to. He even gave her some ideas on how they might do so. The way they did things around their club.

He'd also told her how fond some of the guys were of Sherry, so she knew that if she was the reason Sherry was sent away, it would put a spot of tension between her and some of the guys in the family she’d committed to join. As she’d witnessed firsthand, if she didn’t command their respect, they’d walk all over her.

Case in point was what happened with Sherry. Outlaw had given her the play-by-play, and she already had Sherry’s punishment planned.

“Fuck,” he groaned as he rolled her under him, entering her body for theshe’d lost counttime. “Just another reason I love you.” His movements were slow and steady, dragging a moan from her lips.

“You love when I’m a jealous bitch?”

“Umm.” He pulled out of her entirely. She expected him to slam back in, but instead, threw the sheet off and slid down between her thighs. “Yeah, I love that, not going to lie. But I love that youletme take care of you, but you don’tneedme to. You can hold your own.” He bit the crease of her thigh. “And I find that sexy as fuck.”

He plunged his tongue deep into her pussy. She writhed on his mouth.

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