Page 65 of Worst Behavior


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Bay slowly takes it before getting to her feet, then plucks the pregnancy test from her bedside table.

She glances at the bedroom door and hesitates before ambling toward the bathroom and stopping right before she steps in.

“Will you order me some ice cream, too?”

“Whatever you want.”

“And—”

“Whatever you want, yes.”

A little smile graces her face, and I’m happy her shirt is long enough to cover her ass, but not at the same time.

If I wasn’t having her do something important, I’d be following in right after her and showing her exactly what I’d give her every day. I still have some pent-up anger brewing within me from the last several days, and I haven’t been able to release it all. I need to hit the gym or Bay’s pussy again.

Watching her inhale, Bay steps inside the bathroom and closes the door with a soft click.

My heart accelerates for the results when she’s no longer in my sight. This is the worst time for her to bring a baby into this world. I can’t fucking imagine how she’s going to react, but I’m waiting for a blood-curdling scream to echo off those bathroom walls any minute now.

Fuck, whose baby?

Obviously, Reeve’s or Torin’s, right? Amongst the unknown, depending on who you ask, she was fucking Wallace, too.

But I’m not so sure.

Regardless, there are so many unsettled problems amongst us as a whole, and they’re going to take some time to resolve. Plus, since De Leon is out here running around like a maniac, I can’t imagine she’s not on his list of shit to take out.

Especially since she just tried to take his life.

It sends nothing but dread and a bit of anxiety through my veins because there are a lot of ways she can get hurt, and I need to minimize the damage.

After what feels like an eternity, Bay slowly reappears inside her bedroom with the white stick in her hands.

Her blue eyes meet my dark ones, but I can’t read her. Zero emotion illuminates her face, and she uses every ticking second to test my patience.

“Well?” I press. “What did it say?”

In those blue orbs of hers, something transforms, and it looks like a woman about to burn the whole world to the ground.

LikeIdid something wrong.

“Just bury me next to Levi and kill me already.”

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bay

I’m fucking pregnant.

Me.

I’m thelastperson on Earth who should reproduce.

The thought has been filtering through my brain for so long I’m very tempted to have my tubes tied and possibly abort this fetus growing in my stomach.

Can you do it? How savage are you to get rid of a child, Bay? One you’re supposed to be protecting.

I’m not up to murdering anything that didn’t harm myself or my family, but I did do a number on Levi’s car when I tried to execute my ex.