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“I’ll show you fucking crazy, babe.” I shove the diamond back on her finger.
Chapter Sixteen
“I’m not putting your ring on my finger. You’re being ridiculous.” I stare at Smoke, and he has this crazy glint in his eye that is freaking me the hell out. “I think you should leave.” I tuck the ring back in his fist.
“Nope. Don’t think I will.” He lays the ring on the dresser and starts stripping out of his clothes.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m soaked, and these wet clothes are making my ass itch.”
“There’s probably a cream for that. Maybe you picked up a rash from one of the whores you’ve been screwing.”
“Ha. Funny.” He struts naked as the day he was born into the bathroom to hang up his wet clothes.
“Whatever. I’m going to bed. You can sleep on the floor or in the bathtub.” I flip off the bedroom light, then pull the covers back.
Smoke stomps back into the room. “Did you fuck him in here?”
“What are you going on about?”
He flips the light back on. “I said, did you fuck Creed in this bed, too?”
“What does it matter?”
“I’m not laying where he’s been with you. Holy shit, you fucked him while my kid is inside you,” he rambles on, pacing the length of the room like a freaking psycho. He has this crazed look in his eyes that’s kind of scaring me.
“Can you go have your freak out in your tent or something?”
“I can’t handle this.” He stalks toward me, and I shrink back against the headboard with nowhere to go. “Fuck, Ember. I’m not going to hit you. Have I ever laid a harmful hand on you?”
I shake my head.
“Did he wear a rubber?”
“I don’t want to talk about this. Can you put some clothes on?”
“Answer the fucking question.”
“The first time, no. Every time after that, yes.”
He glances at the ceiling and closes his eyes as he pinches the bridge of his nose. “You sure this kid is mine?”
“I didn’t sleep with anyone else until I saw you with Angel, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I’m asking, Ember.”
“There was only the one kiss the one time with T-bird other than that it was only ever you, Smoke.”
“Are you done with Creed?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Everything.”
“You saw him leave.”
“You’re having my kid. I have a right to know what you’re doing and who you’re doing it with. If you don’t want to be with me, I want you to promise me that you won’t have sex with anyone while you’re pregnant.”
