Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Her words trailed off because I guess even she thought that was a bit of a stretch. One-month maybe, but almost three? Still, she refused to accept it until we heard the words straight from a doctor’s mouth. And then she laid down the law that she wasn’t going to one until we returned home and even then we’d have to wait until she found one she liked.
I was all for finding the nearest pharmacy and getting it over with. But according to her, over the counter pregnancy tests aren’t always accurate. Personally I think she’s running scared, which is her way of dealing with change until she’s had time to process. But I’ll be damned if I’m gonna say that shit to her out loud.
No amount of arguing could change her mind so there we were. Me, a hovering mess just knowing she was pregnant with little Drake, and she, doing her damnedest to pretend that I haven’t been fucking her raw for a good few months. I guess you can say we were at a bit of a standoff.
It took me the better part of the day to realize that she wasn’t intentionally being a pain in the ass. After I took her to bed and fucked the fire out of her, she calmed down enough to give me some insight into what was going on with her.
It was a combination of things. The ring, the proposal the plans for our future, the big move and the new job, all of it together had sent her into some kind of tailspin that sent her emotions out of whack. Anyone would think she was hopped up on something the way she carried on until she shared that little nugget with me.
Once I learned what was going on with her it was easy to navigate around her spells. I knew now that I had to ease her into shit and not hit her all at once. I’m guessing it’s going to be a long time before I discuss finances with her. She might jump off the damn balcony with her shit. Nut!
Drake
For the rest of our stay, though I enjoyed myself immensely, I was still in a hurry to get back home. I wanted that doctor’s appointment behind me yesterday. There were two reasons for this.
One, it would get mom onboard one hundred percent, because I’m sure she’d overlook the fact that I’m only eighteen almost nineteen and way too young to have a kid, once she realizes it would mean she’d be a grandma.
And two, I just want it. There’s something about her having my kid that gets me in the gut every time. I keep envisioning how she’d look swollen with my baby inside and nothing gets me going faster these days than that image. I can already imagine fucking her pregnant pussy.
Though I’d started down this road for less than ethical reasons, I no longer needed an excuse to tie her to me since she was wearing my ring and was all for the plans I’d made, but I still couldn’t let go of the idea. If she isn’t already pregnant I’m going to go hard after that shit to make it happen.
Of course I had my moments when I asked myself what the hell was I thinking, but that didn’t stop me from taking her without a rubber each and every time we fucked. In fact, I think I put that shit into overdrive and just as I’d imagined, we ended up spending more time in bed or locked together in the shower than outside doing the million and one things she’d had planned.
She didn’t say it, but I got the impression that she was trying to make it a reality too. The way she sought me out constantly to fuck. And she cums hard and fast whenever I whisper that I’m going to breed her just before I cum in her.
By the time we headed back she seemed to have a better handle on things. She’d been researching doctors since the day before and had come up with the idea of finding a doctor in the town next to ours so no one in our little town would be the wiser, something I hadn’t thought of.
It was good that she was preoccupied with that because I came back to the news of Robert’s arrest and the upheaval it caused. The thing that did him in in the end had nothing to do with her, but the cameras he’d installed in the girl’s bathroom at the Sunday school where he taught.
I have no idea how Drew pulled that one off, how he linked it all together and sent it off to the cops without anyone being the wiser, but I was grateful nonetheless. I got him the date he was hankering for and wished him all the best, glad to have that chapter of our lives behind us.