Page 116 of Addicted

Indie had her head on my shoulder, her eyes closed. Ish was on his phone, texting Destiny probably.

When we pulled up to the estate, the gates opened and we drove through. Javion parked in front of the house, and I helped Indie out of the truck.

“I’m going to my room,” Ish said, grabbing his bag. “You good, Indie?”

She nodded. “Yeah, I’m good. Get some rest.”

He looked at her for a long moment, then nodded and headed inside.

I grabbed our bags and followed Indie into the house. She started walking toward the stairs, but I could see how weak she was. How exhausted.

I set the bags down and scooped her up into my arms.

“Stone—”

“I’m carrying you, Indie,” I said.

She didn’t argue. She just wrapped her arms around my neck and let me do it.

I took her upstairs to our master bedroom andlaid her down gently on the bed. She curled up on her side, her eyes already closing.

“I’m just gonna rest for a minute,” she mumbled.

“Okay, baby,” I said, but I wasn’t letting her rest yet.

Not until we confirmed what I already knew.

I walked into the en-suite bathroom and opened the cabinet under the sink. There they were. Several unopened pregnancy tests, just like I’d asked Ava to get.

I grabbed two of them and walked back into the bedroom. Indie’s eyes were closed, but she wasn’t asleep yet. I sat down on the edge of the bed next to her.

“Indie,” I said quietly.

She opened her eyes and looked at me, then her gaze dropped to what was in my hand. Her eyes went wide. Realization dawned on her face like she’d just figured it out. Like the thought hadn’t even crossed her mind until this exact moment.

“You need to take a test, baby,” I said.

She sat up slowly, a panicked look spreading across her face.

“Oh God,” she said, her voice shaking. “What if I’m pregnant?”

I stared at her.

She looked genuinely scared. Like being pregnant with my baby was a problem.

“Why you trippin’, Indigo?” I said, my voice hard. “You don’t want to have my baby? You been letting me fuck you raw, so you had to know this shit was a possibility.”

Her eyes snapped to mine, and she frowned.

“I didn’t say all that,” she said, snatching the test from my hand. “Let me go take this test so we can knowfor sure.”

She stood up and walked into the bathroom. I grabbed another test from the cabinet and followed her.

I handed her the second test, then leaned against the doorframe.

She looked at me.

“You gonna watch me pee?” she asked.