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I cock my head in Kodi’s direction, tag teaming onto the sharp gasp that escapes her. Kodi’s mouth drops open in shock, likely registering the dates, and the one and only time she watched me publicly make known who I was fucking.
Or about to, in this case.
“You both know something I don’t,” Navy proclaims frantically. “Someone better start talking.”
Here goes nothing.
“So, do you remember that night we rented out Joe’s before I started all the insemination prep? The night you and Bodhi left.”
Navy smiles to herself. “Oh, I remember that night. Bodhi took me home and bent me over?—”
“Tenley bagged August!” Kodi shouts.
“Kodi, what in the actual hell?” I shoot daggers her way.
Navy blurts out, “You…WHAT? Please tell me I heard that wrong? That Kodi didn’t just say you fucked August?”
“Bagged, actually,” Kodi informs.
I whistle, avoiding eye contact at all costs. Too bad for me, Navy is a persistent woman. “Oh, no you don’t, Tenley Belle Abrams.”
I roll my eyes. “My middle name. Seriously?”
She backfires. “August mother fudging Graves!” Navy shouts, then goes eerily still. “I just have to know…”
I nod, shaking off her erratic behavior, and wait for her to ask.
“How good was it? Because I imagine Gus to have a massive di?—”
“Enough!” Kodi cuts in. “Navy, you are not helping this at all. Tenley called us over because she needs us. Not because she’s interested in discussing dick sizes.”
I laugh and put on a brave face. “Yes, to answer your question. IbaggedAugust, and it was the hottest sex of my life, but it’s never going to happen again. We made sure of it. Except now, I’m pregnant with his baby, and everyone who knows everyone is going to know I did, in fact, bag August Graves.” I scrunch my face in worry, looking more pathetic as we speak.
Good thing I’m sitting down. That nearly winded me.
“I need a cookie or something chocolate-filled for this,” Kodi flusters, the worry on her face joining mine.
“Pantry.” I point to the kitchen.
“But how did this happen? You and August might as well be allergic to each other,” Navy asks.
“Because I’m weak! And I had a slight lapse in judgement,” I raise my voice, and I think I’m yelling at myself. “Because I knew I’d either fight him or fuck him. That’s how unhinged he makes me feel. I had to avoid him to make sure neither happened.”
“So, you ended up pregnant instead,” Navy deadpans. “Makes sense.”
“I was horny, okay! My vagina was like the Sahara fucking desert and one glance at August in his boxers on stage had me leaking down my leg. Then he put bourbon in my mouth and tied the cherry stem. I was a goner. I have no control over the little hussy. She has a mind of her own,” I tell her unashamed.
“I think your kitty has a thing for August Graves, my friend,” Navy informs me, a sly grin rising up her face.
“Ugh. No. Never. He’s my…friend. And even that’s a stretch,” I say, snarling a bit. “But never anything more. As much as I don’t show it, I don’t want easy hookups.”
“You quite literally did, Tenley. A little over a month ago, to be specific,” Navy mumbles.
“That was a one-time thing. Why do you think it didn’t work with Tyler? I want something serious. I’m getting too old for flings. I mean, trying to get pregnant on my own was because I don’t want to wait until years from now, when andifI finally meet someone. At that point, the risk of getting pregnant would be too high to chance it. And besides, August is only thirty.”
“You’re practically geriatric compared to him,” Kodi quips sarcastically, earning herself an eye roll.
“I get that,” Navy agrees. “Okay, so, say you don’t sleep with August again. What now? You’re pregnant with his child.”
