the pill and you moaned your consent. I thought you had contraception covered. Clearly I was wrong.”
I was just frozen there ,so lost in my head thinking about this clusterfuck that I had gotten myself into. My hands were still pressed against his chest but he had started rubbing the tops of them with this thumbs, no doubt trying to soothe me. It was going to take a lot more than a thumb rub. My stomach was a hot mess and I felt like I could throw up at any second and I’m sure all the color in my entire body had drained. Gone, vanished, bye-bye. I was like a statue just frozen there. How was I going to explain this to Jensen? Poor Jensen he didn’t deserve this. I started doing the math in my head trying to figure out if I was ovulating and sure enough, I was quite certain I was.
Shit.
Shit.
Shit.
Pulling my head back in the game, I felt a flush creep up into my cheeks and radiated with heat. I was shocked, pissed, and sick all at the same time. “Yes, clearly how could you think it was okay not to wear a condom? Those experiences are meant for boyfriend and girlfriends who have been involved for a while. I won’t even get on the pill for Jensen. This is just so messed up.”
“Abbee, calm down, we’re in this together. Do you think I’m going to let you go through this alone? You’ve got me. Fucking all of me.” He rubbed a stray tear away from my cheek. His words were sweet but I wasn’t in the position to have a baby, especially with someone that wasn’t my boyfriend. And thinking about it, I didn’t want to have a baby with my boyfriend either. Not now, not ever. That was a sign, a big fucking sign. If I were with the right guy of course I would want to have a baby with them. But not with Jensen.
I took a few calming breaths trying to gain my composure and stepped back away from him. When I was too close to him I didn’t think straight. I was like Icarus to the sun when it came to him, a moth to the flame. I was drawn to him and he muddied my brain, he was so damn distracting.
Think.
Think.
Think.
“Okay so here is how it’s going to be. This––” I waved my hand in front of him–– “Never happened. If I’m pregnant then well I’ll just…” How could I even think that, let alone spill those words from my mouth? I loved kids. Like, really loved them. I was a pediatric nurse at the hospital and worked with them daily. I wanted a big family. I wasn’t ready to start one yet but I did want children. But I would never give up a child or for goodness sakes have an abortion. It would go against every fiber of who I am.
“The hell you will. If you are pregnant then you are certainly not getting an abortion, over my dead body.” He spit out his words. Now I had gone and pissed him off as well. Great, we were going to go at it; I just knew it. The thing was I didn’t know if we were going to fuck or fight. We were so damn drawn to one another and when he poked at me I got all worked up and hot and bothered at the same time.
“Well, I have the right to choose, Justice.” I placed my hands on my hips and pushed my chest out, showing that I was ready for this fight. I knew I was just poking the bear and deep down an abortion was the furthest from my mind.
“So help me God if you even think of doing that, woman, I don’t know what I would do. Not gonna happen, never. Abbee, if I planted a baby inside of you last night we are raising it. Together. There will be no more Jensen. You will not be living in this house. You will be with me in my home with me and my son, Camden.” He seethed.
Damn he was a bossy ass man. Testosterone much. I knew he had a temper but I could have sworn I thought I saw smoke come out of his ears and his pupils turn a crimson red. I wouldn’t say I smiled but I completely lost my defense in that moment. We had been skirting around this attraction for so long. We were like peanut butter and jelly, we just went together. I truly was fooling myself with Jensen.