10

Mia

I knew without opening my eyes that I was alone.

I felt his warmth leave me a few hours ago, but I couldn’t seem to rouse myself from my sweet dreams enough to stop him. And if I was honest, and I could be honest being all alone in my bed, I was too scared to face him.

I didn’t know what last night meant for the future of us, or if there was a future for us. Would there be a Mia and Steel? Was that something he wanted? Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! Just a day ago, he had gone off with my skank of a sister and left me to get a ride with Creed. Oh no. What if he regretted making love to me? Maybe me being a virgin was all too much for him, and he had to leave before I woke up to avoid the awkward morning after sex thing. Oh, God, was I any good? He did come, right? I mean, he growled and groaned a lot. I definitely felt him stiffen and the warmth as he spilled inside me— Oh shit!

Jumping out of bed, I grimaced at the pain between my legs. Well, not pain so much as just really sore like I felt when I was younger and went horse riding at my friend’s property.

I was about to run out of the room in search of Rainn when I realised I was butt naked. Oh, my God. I was butt naked with Steel. Had my body been okay? Was he turned on by me? I mean, Callie and I were worlds apart in not only our looks and personalities but also in our body shapes. She was curvy and had a rack to end all racks. Bought and paid for but, still, she had tits.

Me? Well, they were okay—real but okay. I was not stick-thin and had small curves, so I guess you could call me on the small side. My eyes were nice, and so was my hair. I received compliments on them all the time at the Bar and Grill from the customers. Okay, so most of them were inebriated, but hey, a compliment was exactly that, so you took ’em when you could.

Grabbing the closest T-shirt and a pair of sleep shorts, I pulled them on and went in search of Rainn. Rainn knew everything, so she would be able to help me. The noise from the coffee machine alerted me to her whereabouts. Hmm, coffee. This was definitely a tall latte kind of a morning.

“Good morning, sweetie. Get some last night, did ya?” Rainn greeted me as I entered the kitchen on a slide.

Looking down, I saw my socks were still on my feet. Oh, my God, I didn’t take off my socks. I had sex with Cooper Steel, VP of the Wounded Souls MC, while wearing my fucking ankle socks with pink and red hearts on them. And nothing else! Oh, God, I was such a loser.

“Morning, Rainn. Yes, yes, I did. Can I have coffee too, please—extra-large—and then, can you please help me figure out my monthly cycle so I can work out if Steel maybe knocked me up last night.” I blurted out the whole sentence in a rush. I was sure she didn’t get any of it, but I prayed she did because I really didn’t want to say any of that again.

“Coffee is already made, sweetie.” Pushing a cup of steaming goodness towards me, Rainn then reached into her handbag and pulled out her iPhone. She took a minute to slide it open and then started tapping with her perfectly manicured finger.

“Okay, sweetie, when was your last period?”

And this was why I liked Rainn. The club’s most worshipped employee was versatile with her skills on a pole or a lap, sex parties, hiding bruises under flawless make-up, or babysitting Shiloh. She also had an app for menstrual cycles without skipping a beat. I vowed right then to be like Rainn when I grew up.

It took Rainn eight minutes of questions and taping on her phone before she looked up at me. Her face was passive, and I couldn’t read her. I felt sweat form between my breasts and not in a sexy Steel on top of me kind of a way. I’m not going to like this.

“You are smack bang in the middle of your cycle, sweetie.”

Told you.

“What does that mean exactly?” I asked, suddenly having an instant fear of her answer.

Rainn placed her phone on the gleaming kitchen counter—did I mention Rainn’s skills also extended into amazing housekeeping?

“It means, Mia, if pretty-boy VP is as fertile as he is good lookin’, then you, my love, are fucked—quite literally and most likely pregnant.”

Oh, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.