All Chapters of Little Dark Secrets : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ava.. I decided right there on Riley’s bed, with the ultrasound printout still crumpled in my lap and her hand squeezing mine like she was trying to keep me from floating away, that yeah, I was keeping the baby. No big announcement, no dramatic music playing in my head, just this quiet little click in my chest that said if I bailed now I’d spend the rest of my life hating the version of me that chickened out. Riley didn’t push or cheer or anything; she just nodded once and said “okay then we keep it” like we were deciding on pizza toppings, and that was that. But before I turned into responsible med-school-mom Ava who probably has to start wearing ugly scrubs and pretending she never had a sex life, I wanted one last stupid, reckless, goodbye-to-all-this-shit hookup. Because why not? I was already pregnant, the damage was done, and Calder had been ghosting me for days like a coward, so screw it, I was going to make him give me a proper send-off while I get his hair for this DNA.I g

Ava I pushed through the front door still tasting Calder on my lips and feeling that stupid wobbly-leg thing from the desk, my bag slung over one shoulder with the little envelope of his hair tucked inside like some dirty secret I was proud of. Mom was in the parlor, sitting on the couch with her feet up and a cup of tea, flipping through some magazine like it was any other night. She looked up when she heard me and gave me that half-smile she does when she’s trying not to look too worried about whatever mess I’m dragging home. “Hey, sweetie. You’re back late. Everything okay at Riley’s?” “Yeah, Mom, all good. Just girl stuff, you know how it is.” I kept my voice light, forced a quick grin, but I didn’t stop walking. My heart was still doing that dumb racing thing from the office and my panties felt gross from the whole goodbye-fuck situation, so the last thing I needed was her asking questions that would make me blurt out something insane like “oh by the way I’m knocked up and the

Ava Jax still had not caught his breath all the way when he tugged me tighter against his chest, his skin hot and sticky against mine, heart hammering like he had just run stairs. "Alright, you asked for the best one," he muttered, voice all rough and smug at the same time, rolling me over before I could even roll my eyes properly. He pressed me down flat on my stomach, yanked my hips up just enough so my ass tilted back toward him, and slid back inside me in one slow push that made my breath hitch so hard I bit the pillow."Shit, Jax," I whispered, because yeah, this angle hit everywhere at once, deep and grinding, like he was trying to remind every inch of me who had been inside me twice already tonight. He did not go fast. He just rocked into me with these lazy, heavy thrusts, hips rolling in circles that pressed right against that spot and made my toes curl up tight. His chest covered my back, mouth right by my ear, hot breath tickling as he talked."Feel that, Ava? So fucking de

Ava My phone felt heavy in my hand that next morning as I sat on the edge of my bed staring at the screen. Sunlight came through the blinds in strips and hit the little plastic baggie on my nightstand, the one with Jax’s single hair strand inside. My stomach did that rolling thing again, the nausea that kept hitting me out of nowhere. I typed the text to Noah, deleted it, typed it again three times before I finally sent something simple.“Hey. Can we meet up today? Need to talk. It’s important.”I tossed the phone down and stood up, walking around my room because sitting still made everything feel worse. My thighs still ached from yesterday in the hallway with Jax, that quick desperate fuck against the wall while Mom chopped vegetables right down the hall. Every step reminded me of him, the way he had filled me up again and left me leaking all through dinner. I pressed my legs together and tried not to think about it too hard, but my body remembered anyway. Mom had already left for w

Ava My heart hammered so hard I thought it might crack a rib as Noah stood there holding my phone like it was a bomb about to go off. His eyes stayed glued to the screen for what felt like forever and his face went through about ten different shades of what the actual fuck. I opened my mouth to say something anything but nothing came out because yeah what do you even say when your biggest dirty secret just flashed right there in black and white for the one guy who was supposed to help fix this mess. He finally looked up at me and his voice came out low and rough like he could not decide whether to laugh or throw the phone across the room. “Stepbrother. Ava your own fucking stepbrother is the one texting you about missing that tight pussy. Jesus Christ Ava. You have got to be kidding me right now.” I snatched for the phone but he yanked it higher and stepped back so I almost tripped over my own feet trying to grab it. “Give it back Noah come on this is not funny.” “Not funny?” He l