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“It’s not that I have to. I want to.”
“Not just here. Anywhere,” he added like he hadn’t heard me. “You’ll have our newborn to raise.”
The realization took over. I wanted to get back to my gigs more than ever. Hallow was right about one thing. I would have a baby soon. Afterwards, it’d be some time before I felt like getting up on stage. That’s if I had the time at all. And who would watch the baby?
All this thinking was useless because as I laid in Hallow’s big arms, I was keeping secrets for another man. They were my secrets too. But I was lying to Hallow without the benefits, thinking that at any moment Sky would have her baby, and I’d be free to tell him the truth. I’d end this charade. I didn’t know what happened after that. Kingpin told me to wait, so I assumed he’d made up his mind that he wanted me. I’d not let myself really contemplate what that meant. I just kept my promise to wait. But of course, I wanted Hallow too. I just knew that I couldn’t lie forever.
Another week passed and I had my doctor’s appointment. Hallow took me. I introduced him as the father of my child though it pained me to do so. And lo and behold, everything was steady with my health. Not great, but Doc Jarvis said they weren’t going to induce me yet. I felt it had a lot to do with the fact that I had a partner helping me. They said no bed rest yet if I was taking it easy.
With pride, Hallow assured them I was. The biker was doing everything in his power to take care of me, make me happy.
Holding his hand, I had an ultrasound. Hallow watched in wonder. I’d not even shown him the ones I had pictures of on my phone. After all, I didn’t want him getting too attached. Watching his face as he saw the little miracle inside me, I felt lower than dirt. A tear fell down my cheek. I smiled so everyone would think it was a happy tear.
Hallow asked about resuming sexual relations on his own. My doctor seemed surprised we hadn’t. The kicker, he said only if I felt up to it. The ball was in my court when I promised not to play. I didn’t have to fake my apprehension about it.
“Would sex be considered taking it easy?” I asked, knowing I’d had sex with Kingpin just fine.
Hallow joked, “Not with me.”
For some reason, my doctor changed his tune. “There are other ways to orgasm. Maybe you two should go that route for now.”
That night I had no excuse to refuse Hallow, so I faked a stomachache.
But stomachaches wouldn’t last forever. Soon, I was on my knees again. I had my good minute too, as Hallow pleasured me, with his fingers, his mouth. He was all too gentle. But I didn’t let him enter me, not with his dick. I’d made a stupid promise.
It had been weeks since I had even laid eyes on Kingpin. I decided to sing at the Super Bowl party. Opry offered a pretty penny for only a few songs. I couldn’t resist.
“It’s just a couple of songs, and I get the full rate,” I explained to Hallow. Four hundred dollars a gig was nothing to sneeze at.
“You’re supposed to be taking it easy.”
“It’s not like I’m dancing a jig up there. I have a stool. It’s just singing.”
Hallow and I went together since we’d become inseparable. At Royal Road, gambling was a given. There was betting on all kinds of things, including sports. Hell, I couldn't even imagine everything they bet on, on a nightly basis. One time I saw the men betting on whether one of the whores would fall down, on her face or her ass.
The strippers were dressed not as cheerleaders. But as football players. Barely wearing anything in booty shorts and crop tops that showed the bottom half of their titties. There was the big Vegas style buffet filled with game food, chicken wings and chili. All the fixings. The atmosphere sure was different with everyone watching the game. I sat at a booth with Hallow. He held my hand across the table. Smiling, he was as happy as a lark. Afterall, he was an officer now. Another officer joined us. Thorn was Kingpin’s Enforcer now. He was as pleased as punch as well.
I had wings with celery and carrots with blue cheese dressing. Nuts. Chips and dip. I went a bit overboard with all my favorite things. I ate the celery and carrots first. I tried to pick the fried skin off the chicken. I listened to Hallow and Thorn complain about every flag in the game.
Being with Hallow felt comfortable. My smiles were genuine. Even though I was holding back, I was still under Hallow's spell. After all, we'd been together for almost a year before we broke up.
It didn't help that Kingpin was on his throne with Sky in his lap. She had on an Eagle’s jersey. He wore Chiefs. Both teams made it to the championship again, just like last year when the Chief’s won. Needless to say, this rematch was a huge ordeal. Though I knew nothing of it, I had on a Bengal’s jersey that had belonged to Donette. I didn't have a horse in this race. Hallow rooted for Philly. And I joked with him it was because he was a Yankee, being from way up north in Ohio.
We laughed and caught up with all the members, not just the ones always at Royal Road. Connie and Dawg were there in Titan’s Jerseys. Blitz and Allie had come too. Allie was so much older than our tattoo artist it took me ages to figure out they were a couple. She had grandkids but not with him. They were with another member called Sniper. It was nice to be a couple again and not have everybody staring at me in pity because Hallow left me. And even if they thought that he raped me, I felt I’d squashed any concerns about that with my little speech last month. I knew it would spread like wildfire.
When the game was almost over, I left Hallow for the dressing room. I was already dressed in my sport’s ball jersey that was large enough to be maternity wear and stretchy leggings. I had every intention to wear it to perform, but I wanted to refresh my makeup and right my hair before I went on. Pick the chicken out of my teeth. Honestly, I needed some time to beat my nerves, as well. Lying to Hallow, I was more anxious than ever. However, the dressing room was filled to the brim. All the sweetbutts and strippers congregated there, clucking like hungry hens. No one paid them any mind today because of the football. I turned and walked out right away.
Stepping into the hall, I ran right into a Chief’s jersey.
“Motherfucker. Someone needs to put a bell on you,” I said.
Kingpin winked. “I’ll show you a motherfucker. Ain’t you about to be a mother?”
“Hush, your mouth. Someone will hear you.”
“I was just coming to the dressing room to wish you luck.”
“It’s too noisy in there.”
