Filthy Daddy (Satan's Saints MC #2) by Bella Love-Wins

Author:Bella Love-Wins [Love-Wins, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bella Love-Wins Books
Published: 2017-12-19T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Tate

“I want to do this now, but I expect you to wait outside. I don’t pee on command. And definitely not with an audience.”

I frown and roll my eyes, stepping back when I realize I’ve followed her into the restroom stall of the grungy gas station bathroom. Molly still doesn’t believe the test results in her bag. I’m not an expert on women, but who in hell takes a pregnancy test and forgets about checking the results for two weeks? That’s her explanation? And when it turns up positive, who the hell believes it’s wrong and drops the issue? Molly has never lied to me. She didn’t come out and tell me about Jett, but I have to set aside her recent pattern of keeping secrets and trust her. It the only reason I’m giving her the benefit of the doubt right now.

This gas station is the first store on the way home. She demanded that we stop here to buy a test. Inside, she bought two, and now, she’s ready to pee on a stick so she can prove me wrong. Dammit. Part of me wants to be wrong too. She’s on the pill, but we’ve fucked bareback for months. Something tells me that I knocked her up. I just know it in my hard-as-nails, sinful, kinky soul. Or maybe that’s just the caveman in me, looking to feel virile for spawning my seed in her.

If she is, the kid is definitely mine.

I know it for a fact, and although she’ll never admit it, Molly has only been sleeping with me all this time. She believes I’ve been whoring myself out enough for the two of us.

Of course, she’d think that.

That’s been my line.

My lie.

My ego.

I’m the asshole who preferred to downplay how important she is to me. I’m the prick who waited this long to tell her she’s mine. I’m the fucker who wants to run like hell and leave her in that bathroom stall.

The same way everyone who mattered to me left. Or died.

I won’t do something so heinous to her, or to my unborn child. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit the urge to run is strong.

My thoughts return to Molly. She’s dead silent in the stall.

Unbelievable.

Un-fucking-believable.

How long would it have been before she figured out she was carrying a kid?

My kid.

If I didn’t spot the discarded test, would she be busting at the seams with a baby bump the size of a basketball before she admits it?

This is it for sure. Life as I know it is done. Everything will change as soon as this baby comes. I’ll have to step up and be a father. Fuck…a father? Daddy? Papa? Dad? Christ, no child should ever have me as a parent. The kid can easily be fucked up with mental problems out the ass just from my genes, never mind from being around me.

Will. Not can. The kid will…

I kick the trashcan in the corner outside the bathroom stall. Crouching to the

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