Cloe/Tempest POV
Fixer and I headed to my office, while Storm headed to his, taking the men with him, something to do with researching why the jobs ordered at the clubhouse were never done, and to investigate, all out of my area of expertise.
"Tell me you are on the pill?" Fixer asked, with no preamble; she was never one to mince words. Her concerned face made me wonder where this sudden interest came from. Did becoming Storm's woman officially bring this about?
"Yes, get a six-monthly jab. Dotty said it would be best not to have an unexpected pregnancy before I get my legs." I replied honestly, studying her face, to make sense of all this.
"Good, I am too young to be called Grandma. Let me get used to not having my son around. I miss him so much." I almost laughed. It had only been a
