Biker Baby Blues--Morgan Book 4 by Dale Mayer

Author:Dale Mayer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
ISBN: 9781928122661
Publisher: Dale Mayer
Published: 2016-03-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

The next morning, she woke up slowly to find herself alone again. Emotional, almost teary, she lay in bed and just rested. Morgan used to wake her up in the most wonderful of ways, especially on weekends, but now… she rolled over, realized it was after ten already, and groaned. She never slept in. No wonder he wasn’t here with her. Eight was late for him. If they were snuggling, maybe nine, but for her to not wake up at ten, no way.

She could hear him walking around the house doing chores. She yawned. They’d already organized the chores they’d do today. Morgan was better than her in cleaning up. He could run a vacuum and do dishes, and he was a wizard at laundry. She, on the other hand, was a slug.

She hated to do any of it and so did it as fast as she could to get it done.

While she was still resting in bed, Morgan came in, a huge hamper of laundry in his arms.

“Ha look, sleepyhead is awake.”

“Not quite,” she mumbled, still lying flat under the covers.

He laughed. “Well, hopefully you got some rest. I did let you sleep in.” He waggled his eyebrows in a comical manner, making her smile.

Then he upended the clean laundry on the bed and her.

“But now that you’re awake, you can help fold.” He grinned at her mischievously. “And I’ll grab some coffee.”

“Only if you bring me a cup,” she groused good-naturedly. By the time he returned, she was sitting up and matching socks together. “We have too much laundry for just two of us,” she said, motioning to the heap on the bed.

“Yeah, but I did go around and grab stuff that needed to be washed so we could have it all done. This is several loads, including your stuff.”

Another yawn escaped. Then she froze. Her stuff? Her pants?

Her face flushed with heat as she remembered what she’d had hidden in her pocket. Had he found it? She’d planned to take a second test this morning but wasn’t going to do it with him here.

Then she saw him grab a pair of her pants and fold them. Her heart in her throat, she bit her lower lip as he went through the motions. He didn’t check the pocket because it was already turned out. He carefully put them back in.

Shit.

Had he seen the pregnancy test stick? Would he recognize it if he had? She hoped not. He was very aware of things like that, but hopefully he hadn’t seen her pants. She looked around the room, hoping she’d find where she’d dropped them last night.

He caught her glance and seemed to realize what she was looking for. He rummaged through the laundry and pulled out her jeans, dropping them on top of the pile.

“Hope there wasn’t anything in the pockets. I might have forgotten to check these ones.” She held her breath as he shoved his fingers into the left one first.

She held out her hand. “Here, I’ll do that.

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