How did I ride here without shoes and not notice? Nope- definitely hoping its negative.
Shuffling towards the feminine care aisle, I reached to scratch my head as I stared dumbly at the half a dozen pregnancy tests on the shelves. A long minute passed, and I simply grabbed the more expensive one with knots forming in my chest.
“This is all sorts of messed up.” Grumbling as I left the store without a second look, I climbed back onto my bike to sit back in the saddle. Staring at the box beyond the sheer, white bag, I rubbed my tongue against the roof of my mouth with a disgusting feeling coating my inner cheeks.
No drinking around her ever again.
Chapter Eleven: Abby
“If you stick your ass out any more it’ll pop out of your jeans, honey.” Groping blindly under the desk, I only grunted a
