Page 118 of Savage Outlaw

The joke at least relaxed Poppy but after another hour, Roux nudged her friend’s leg. “Are you even listening to me?”

The other woman flushed. “Sorry, what did you say?”

“Do you want me to go? You seem preoccupied, Cinders.”

“No, please don’t.”

Roux frowned. “Something wrong?”

“Yeah. No. I’m not sure. I’ve been trying to put it off. I’m nervous.”

Roux could tell. The woman was fidgeting like mad and then she brought out a rectangle box from a drawer and it all became clear. Roux chuckled. “The biker knocked you up?”

“God, I hope so. I daren’t check. I’m a few days late. We’ve been trying.”

“Really?”

“Oh, yeah.” Grinned Poppy. “We’ve been trying like mad. Will you stay while I take this?”

“Don’t you want to do it with Texas?”

“No, he makes me more nervous. And if it’s negative I don’t want to bawl all over him, it makes him crazy if I cry.”

“Fine, let’s get you into the bathroom, babe. Do you need more water?”

“No, I think I drank enough to sink a whale, I’m bursting.” She was practically bouncing on the spot. Poppy gave her the box to read the instructions as she took the twin digital sticks out.

“Will you do one too?” Poppy asked.

“What? I’m not pregnant.” A hot cold chill went down Roux’s spine.

“I know, I mean for when mine is negative I won’t feel too bad because it’ll be the same for yours too. Please, Roux. I’m shaking here.”

“Fuck, fine, pass me that piss stick. I can’t believe this. If I pee all over your floor it’s your fault.”

They each took the test, washed up and put the sticks on a sheet of toilet paper on the counter.

Poor Poppy started to pace and glanced every few seconds at the test.

“We’ll keep trying.”

“Hate to tell you, Cinders, but my dick can’t get you pregnant.” the girls shared a laugh. “Anyway, the practicing is the fun, right?”

“Oh, yeah.” Flushed Poppy.

“When Tad was screwing my brains out this morning in the shower I had no idea I’d be in another bathroom hours later looking at sticks we’d peed on, you live a riotous life, Cinders.” Joked Roux, leaning a hip against the counter that held a row of lotion bottles.

“Is it time to look yet?”

“40 seconds to go. Remember, if it’s negative you get to fall on the biker dick tonight and make a baby next month.”

“Yeah, that’s what I keep telling myself. It’s not like that part is a hardship.”

She gave a little snort. “I bet.”

The timer buzzed from her phone made them both jump.

Her friend hesitated; a thumb nail attached to her front teeth.

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