(SASHA)
A line forms between his brows. "That's none of your business."
"It isn't. You're the one saying you have no secrets yet you have a huge one that grows daily." My gaze falls to his stomach and I smirk.
"Haha. Very funny." He snickers dramatically.
Once again, I notice how he circles his belly, almost as if he is protective of it. He denies it all the time, but I think he's lying about caring for the baby. Of course, he will instinctively protect it. He's a omega. But perhaps he isn't sure whether to go through with the abortion. My bet is he cares about the baby. "I don't think you really want to get rid of that baby."
"I don't care what you think. You're wrong."
"I doubt I am."
"Stop acting like you know me, Sasha." He says in a clipped voice.
"Well, I know a lot about you."
