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I shake my head, unable to speak.
“Becca, what’s wrong?” Zep’s eyes are wide with concern.
“I think I’m pregnant.”
Zep stares at me, and I stare back.Shit.
He takes my face in his hands, kneeling before me. “Are you sure?”
“I don’t know.” My mind is a blur. “I think so.”
A smile forms and he presses his lips to mine. “I gotta take care of one more thing.”
I start to protest, I don’t want to be alone, but he shushes me with another kiss. He gets to his feet and leaves once more.
My robe is wet from the coffee and I strip it off then move to the bed. I pull back the covers and slip between the cool, crisp sheets, curling into a ball and start to cry. What the hell am I going to do? An outlaw motorcycle club is no place for a baby. Could Zep leave it all behind to be a family? I cradle my tummy and let my tears carry me to sleep.
I don’t knowhow long I’ve been sleeping when gentle hands rouse me. I wake to Zep’s warm gaze.
“Hey,” he smiles. “Come on, get dressed and I’ll tell you everything.”
I find the clothes I discarded earlier and throw them on. I don’t want to risk Zep disappearing again before we talk. Spread across the coffee table is what looks to be one of everything from the room service menu, along with fresh coffee.
“It’s after lunch and you didn’t look like you’d eaten,” explains Zep, gesturing at the food.
I smile and wonder if I am the only person in the world who sees this side of him. I sit beside him and dip a crispy potato wedge into aioli sauce. As soon as I take a bite, I realise I’m ravenous. We dig into the food, speaking only to recommend the other tastes something.
With a full belly, I lean back against the sofa to better see his face. Zep wipes his mouth with a serviette and takes a deep breath.
“The sonofabitch killed her.”
My stomach drops. “What? Who are you talking about?”
“Luci. He killed his old lady. Beat her then strangled her.” Zep stares straight ahead, his jaw tensing. “That’s why I needed to get you out of there. The cops were on their way to question everyone and I didn’t want you caught in the middle of it.”
I think of the little boy Zep chased from his room. “What about their son?” I whisper.
“Alex? Social services have him.”
The kid’s alive.My hand drops to my tummy.
Zep glances at me and sighs again. “The Devils is no place for a kid, no place to raise a family.” Heat pricks my skin and a wave of nausea washes over me. Where is this going?
Zep turns his body to face me, taking my hands in his. “Becca, I don’t want this life for you or our baby. You’re finally free from your aunt and uncle, I can’t let you walk straight back into another cage.”
I shake my head. “Of course, I can’t stay at the clubhouse but we could get a place of our own. I’ll get a job and pay my share?—”
“No, Becca. It doesn’t matter where we live. As long as we’re together you’re a part of The Devils. And once you’re in, the only way out is in a coffin.”
My heart feels like it’s ground to a stop. “What are you saying?”
“I love you Becca, and that’s why I have to let you go.”
I wanted to scream, I wanted to hit him. But I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak.
“You can go anywhere, do anything,” Zep said. “Just like you planned.” His voice wobbled ever so slightly. “Check your bank account. Your money is all there.”
“What? How?”
