Page 77 of Tell Me Why
“No.”
She purses her lips playfully. “I have to pee.”
With a growl, I release her, and she scurries off to the bathroom, giving me full view of that pretty ass. Leaning back against the pillows, I reach for my phone on the nightstand. Five texts light up my screen. All from Jackson asking me where the fuck I am.
The ceremony.Fuck.
It’s starting soon. With a sigh, I shoot a text off to Jackson, then get up and walk into the bathroom. Eve is standing at the sink, wiping blood off her thighs with a washcloth.
“Are you on your period?”
She looks up at me. “No, I’m using the NuvaRing, and I only get a period if I take it out. It’s probably time for me to switch it, though.” She pushes her fingers in, feeling for it. After a millisecond, her brows pinch and panic flashes across her face. “It’s not there.”
“Don’t freak out. I know my way around a pussy. I’ll find it.” I move in close and push two fingers into her soft channel. She’s wet, still drenched with my cum. My mouth hovers over hers. “What am I looking for?”
“A plastic ring thing. It fits right over my cervix.”
We just fucked. I just came. And yet, my cock swells as I search, pushing my finger in until I feel the soft rim of her cervix. “There’s nothing there.”
“Are you sure?”
I’m almost offended by her question. “I know my way around a pussy—especiallythispussy.”
“Shit,” she breathes, pushing me away. She starts pacing the bathroom. “I’ve heard that it can fall out, especially after—” She gestures to me “—vigorous activity. But it’s never happened to me before.”
Catching her hand, I pull her into my arms, enjoying the feel of her naked skin pressed against mine. “It’s not a big deal. Stop freaking out.”
“Not a big deal?” she squeaks, pulling back so she can look at me. “Are you serious? You could have gotten me pregnant, Christian. I could be pregnantright now.”
“Yeah, and?” I say, picturing her swollen with my baby, glowing with it, tying her to me in a way that even she could never undo—undeniable proof that she’s mine. “Sounds like the universe is trying to tell us something.”
With a scoff, she shoves off my chest and storms into the bedroom, still naked, tearing through the bed, searching the floor, everywhere she can think to look. “It’s not here,” she says with a huff, turning her focus on me. “Did you do this? Did you take it out that night you drugged me?”
“I wish I’d thought of that,” I say—the truth. “But, hell, until about two minutes ago, I didn’t even know what a NuvaRing was.” Also, the truth.
I make it easy on myself and stick with condoms. Well, until Eve. But I’m not even mad about it. I hope to God she is pregnant.
Deflating, she shakes her head, tears gathering in her eyes. I pull her into another hug, pressing my lips gently to the top of her head. Her coconut scent surrounds me, warm and calming. “Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out, okay?”
“I have another ring in my bag,” she says, her voice muffled against my chest. “Can you get it?”
Fuck no.
“Shouldn’t you be seen by a doctor before going back on it, just in case?” I’m reaching, trying to stall her. “We can make an appointment tomorrow.”
She nods against my chest, sniffling. “Yeah, okay.”
Pulling back, I straighten and look down at her. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips bruised. “I need to handle a couple of things before the ceremony tonight,” I say. “Try to get some rest while I’m gone.”
Shame twists through me as I brush my lips over hers, savoring the last few moments before she despises me again. Because once she discovers what I have planned for her tonight, there’s no going back—no love, no absolution, just the bloody wreckage of what we could have been…
CHAPTERTHIRTY-THREE
Eve
I’m feelinga certain kind of way as I watch Christian clean himself up and pull his clothes back on. What the fuck just happened between us? The sex was wild, unhinged,incredible,and I have no idea what to do with that…with him, withus.
Is there anus?
