Chapter 97 You Pregnant

• Was I done with Leander? The memory of Leander's hurt and betrayed face flashed before my eyes. Yes, I was done...I didn't have a choice, not anymore. I swallowed thickly, trying to generate enough saliva in my mouth to speak. It didn't help. Lifting the cold drink to my lips, I took a few sips of iced tea before setting the glass down. "Y-Yes."
• Tommy's intelligent gaze remained trained on my face. From his expression, it was clear he hadn't missed the conflict in my response but then seemed to let it go, lifting his drink to his lips. Ice clinked in the glass as he turned it up and swallowed the remaining liquid inside.
• The conversation at the tables transitioned to much less serious subjects, gruff laughter ringing out intermittently as the bikers finished their meal.