Chapter 25
Twenty-Five
If I say ‘first of all,’ run.
—Sage to Gentry
Gentry
Apollo had come to talk to me around midnight last night, letting me know everything that he’d found over the last twenty-four hours.
I’d gone over to Holly and Denver’s place and had been there ever since drinking whiskey and trying to process everything that had been shared with me.
My brother, Van, had been in a throuple with two women—Brooke and Nadine.
How and why I’d never known this, I didn’t know.
What I did know was that, apparently, there was a falling out between Van, Brooke, and Nadine.
Brooke and Nadine had broken up with Van after some pretty heavy shit had gone down that I didn’t care about hearing. In retaliation, Brooke and Nadine had devised a plan. Sleep with me, and make it look like the baby that Nadine was carrying was mine.
And it’d worked.
I’d thought I had a kid. Brooke and Nadine had treated me like utter garbage to try to get back at Van. Then Van had blocked Brooke and Nadine then went on deployment, not bothering to read any of the messages from Brooke or Nadine.
Seeing as Van and I hadn’t been tight, he hadn’t realized that Nadine had her claws in me, because I hadn’t shared.
Hell, he hadn’t even made it back in time to see me before I’d gone to jail.
He’d only come to see me twice while I was in jail between deployments, and when we’d talked, the last thing I’d wanted to talk about was Dean.
Now, I was at my house, staring at the dark RV across the yard, wanting to go wake Sage up and bury myself in her.
I’d left Dean with Holly and Denver and had come home to sleep in my own bed and process what I’d learned today.
One, I didn’t have a kid.
Dean was never my child in the first place.
Two, my brother Van had a child, and he had no clue how close he’d come to not having one.
Three, I had to figure out how to get Van here.
He was a Chief Warrant Officer in the Army now.
There was no way he would want to abandon his post.
There was also no easy way to share with him that I was alive.
I didn’t know how this would go, and I was too drunk to care.
I did know that I wanted Sage, though.
I needed her.
I pushed open the back door, and Neo appeared, eyes watchful, as he stared.
It was late, and I’d disturbed his nap. “Sorry, buddy.”
He did a cute doggy harrumph and went back into his house, watchful as ever.
It’d be nice to get him to come inside one of these days.
He and Dean were very similar.
Standoffish and wary.
I trudged across the yard in bare feet, my feet sinking into the cold grass.
When I got to the RV door, I input the code and nearly cursed when I realized that she’d never locked it.
Opening the door, I closed it behind me and flicked on the lights.
When she sat up in bed, she didn’t look tired at all.
“I was wondering when you were going to finally come over.”
I didn’t say a word.
Only stripped myself of my clothes.
The RV’s quarters were tight, and my hands brushed the ceiling as I ripped off my shirt.
I was naked when she threw the covers back on the bed and welcomed me into her arms.
I sank into her, burying my face into her neck.
“I’m so sorry, Gentry.”
I hugged her tighter, her body warming my own.
“Love me,” I ordered.
She spread her legs wider. “I’m right here.”
I couldn’t stop myself.
There was no condom this time.
No foreplay.
No soft words.
Just desperateness that overtook both of us.
She was on me in a second, throwing herself into my arms.
I caught her, twisted, then had her back pinned to the wall in half a breath.
Her leggings and panties were the next thing to go. My cock pulsed.
Pushing inside of her in the next instant, I forgot how to breathe.
I pounded inside of her, my mind a fucking mess, as I took solace in her body.
She wrapped her legs around me, her hips lifting, and she cried out in my ear.
She’d come.
Thank fucking God.
I let myself go, unable to hold on any longer.
It was rough, raw, and everything I needed in that moment.
I sat up onto my knees, breath sawing in and out of my lungs.
She collapsed back onto the bed, and I pulled out of her.
She hissed.
“Son of a…”
I paused, cock just kissing her pussy. “What?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “You pulled out and it felt like…”
She looked down between us.
I did, too, expecting to see blood or something due to the roughness of our encounter.
But we got neither.
“What is that?” I found myself asking.
She licked her lips. “Pretty sure that’s my IUD.”
I squeezed her hips. “Shit.”
“What do we do?” I asked.
She plucked the IUD off my piercing and held it up to inspect it.
A drop of cum splashed onto her breasts.
I shouldn’t have found that hot, but I did.
“Guess we’ll worry about that later.”
“What about pregnancy?” I found myself asking.
She leaned forward and cupped my cheek with her clean hand.
“There’s nothing in this world I would be more proud of than carrying your baby,” she said. “But tomorrow, I’ll make an appointment in Bozeman. No offense, but I don’t want your friends placing an IUD in me.”
My lips quirked.
But fell just as quickly.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
She’d just rocked my world.
Twice.
And she was asking me if I was okay?
“I’m…going to make it,” I finally settled on.
She got up, walked to the bathroom, and cleaned up.
When she got back, I was still in the same place.
She had a wet rag in her hand that she used to clean my cock, then tossed it on the floor. “Lie down, Gentry. We have plenty of time to worry in the morning.”