Chapter 232 A Small Act Of Revenge

• “If you don’t watch your weight,” my ex-coach said, hitching a thumb in Asher’s direction, “then even your boy toy here might get disinterested. I’m sure even he wouldn’t want you to get too much fatter.”
• “I couldn’t give a shit about her weight,” Asher growled. His fingers curled around my shoulder, digging in a bit in his desire to protect me. I reached up and patted his hand until he relaxed some. Then I faced my old coach.
• “I’m pregnant,” I said.