Sunday“You dumb little b***h!” Cobra tosses me into his condo—our condo. I am barely able to catch my feet before falling hard against the couch, just missing landing directly on my swollen belly. “Do you know what the hell you just did?”
“What I did?” I ask. “I didn’t do a damn thing, Cobra! He showed up. I didn’t tell him or give him the address to my doctor’s! I have no idea how he found out about me!”
“You’re a filthy f*****g liar, you know that!” He shuts the door behind him, pacing back and forth for a few seconds before spitting out, “You wanted to be caught. You wanted this to all go down. I should have known. I should have f*****g known that you were some dumb slut who couldn’t keep her legs closed even when she’s a bloated whale.”
“Screw you.” I stand up taller. I’m not about
