Thirteen

Corey's POV

Natasha and I walked out of my apartment, ready to go to the supermarket. I wore a pair of blue jeans that fit tightly to my skin and a tank top with a pair of flats.

I wasn't showing, yet I felt that people could know that I was pregnant if I revealed my belly too much. While thinking of the pregnancy, I remembered Kai's proposal.

Since he left, I didn't make an effort to reach out to him because I was confused and uncertain. Also, the idea of being in comfort and having it taken away from me if the baby wasn't mine repulsed me.

I tucked some of the stubborn strands of my

hair that strayed behind my ear and turned to see some of the men at the apartment adjacent to mine. They looked big but rough and I wondered how they were allowed to disturb the territory with their noise.

I had almost looked away when I noticed Kai, standing in their midst.

"Speaking of the devil," I muttered under my breath and glanced at Natasha who was focused on starting the car.

He wasn't