Fox (Iron Rogues MC #2) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Insta-Love, MC Tags Authors: Series: Iron Rogues MC Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
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I wrinkled my nose. “Remind me to just jump to the blood test when it’s my turn.”

She got up and set the test facedown before washing her hands, grinning at me through the mirror. “It would be so amazing if we were pregnant at the same time. Our kids could grow up as two peas in a pod just like we did!”

“Only if they don’t get up to the same things we did as teenagers.” I shook my head with a laugh, remembering some of our antics.

Molly shrugged. “If Dad wasn’t so strict with us, maybe we wouldn’t have tried to break the rules so often.”

“Which makes it super ironic that we both fell for guys with that same overprotective streak,” I pointed out.

“Crap, you’re right,” she groaned as left the bathroom.

Watching my big sister take a pregnancy test and talking about the possibility of us having kids at the same time made me think about all of the times Fox and I had sex without any protection. Although we hadn’t really talked about it other than during the heat of the moment, I knew the risk I was taking. So when Blade looked up from his phone, I asked, “How early can someone take a test?”

Blade’s focus shifted to me. “Blood tests can tell if you’re pregnant ten days after conception. Any sooner, and you run the risk of a false negative.”

“By someone, do you mean you?” Molly squealed, bouncing on the exam table.

My cheeks filled with heat. “Yeah…um…I do, but it’s too early to tell since it hasn’t been a week yet.”

“Well, shit,” Blade sighed. “I guess I’ll need to stock up on those damn tests more than I thought if it’s possible that the prez has already knocked you up.”

“If Fox is anything like Mav, then that’s absolutely the right call,” Molly agreed with a grin. “My man is obsessed with knocking me up. Just last night—”

“I don’t need to hear this shit about my club brothers,” Blade muttered as he headed toward the door.

“Just wait until you find your old lady,” Molly teased with a laugh. “And if it’s soon, then maybe you’ll rethink the whole contagious thing, even if it’s scientifically impossible.”

He paused to glare at her over his shoulder and growled, “Not gonna happen.”

We were giggling at his vehement denial when Maverick raced past him and asked, “Is it over? How did everything go?”

“Good.” Molly beamed a smile at him. “All I had to do was pee on a stick after giving Blade a hard time about finding a woman of his own so he’d be as deliriously happy as we are.”

“How soon will we know?”

Molly jerked her chin toward the bathroom. “The results are probably ready now, but I promised you I’d wait to look, so I left it in there.”

As I watched Maverick tug her inside to see if she was pregnant, Fox came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my front. “C’mon, baby. Let’s give them some privacy.”

As curious as I was to know if the test was positive, I knew this was a special moment for them as a couple. “Yeah.”

Fox led me back to the clubhouse, and when we reached the back door, I heard Maverick yell, “I’m gonna be a dad!”

“Woohoo! I’m gonna be an aunt,” I hollered back.

Fox nudged me into the building. “How about we go up to our room so I can make sure you’ll be a mommy soon too, if I haven’t already gotten the job done.”

Butterflies swirled in my belly. “Yes, please.”

8

FOX

“Need you naked now,” I growled as I stalked into our bedroom on the upper floor of the clubhouse. This level was filled with rooms, some permanently occupied by brothers, and others for those who needed to crash from time to time. Maverick and I had the largest suites on opposite ends of the building.

I hurried through the living area and into the bedroom, then set Dahlia on her feet next to the bed.

“Strip,” I ordered her as I went to work on my own clothing. I shrugged out of my cut and practically ripped my black T-shirt over my head but stopped there to watch my woman. With every bared inch of her silky, sweet skin, my mouth watered, and the fire building inside me became a raging inferno. When she was finally naked, I bent down and picked up my cut from where it had fallen on the floor.

I held it out and waited. She hesitated at first, making me scowl, but then she turned and slipped her arms through the holes. I rested the vest on her shoulders before turning her back to face me. “Fucking hell, baby. Been dreaming about seeing you wearing my my cut and nothin’ else. Only thing that would make it better was if it was my property patch on your back.”


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