26. CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 26
SIERRA
Reaching out beside me when I wake, I feel nothing but emptiness. I knew before I opened my eyes that Kason wasn’t going to be there because I acted like a complete lunatic last night. Truth be told, I can’t blame him. I knew he had a past, and I never let it bother me before, but those bitches got to me.
They deserved what I gave them, but Kason didn’t.
Right after he stormed out, I knew I was wrong. I started to cry, and luckily, Leo and Ky rushed me out of the club and took me home. Neither said what they were thinking, but I know they think I lost the plot. I don’t know what the hell has gotten into me lately. The littlest things irritate me and when I calm down, I recognize it, but it doesn’t stop it from happening. With Kason, I’ve been cranky one minute and screwing his brains out the next.
The moment I got home, I tried calling him, and he sent me to voicemail. He’d never done that before. I texted him, but those went unanswered.
I really did mess up royally this time .
I know he would have put those women in their place, but I needed to take my anger out on them at their audacity. Unfortunately, I chose to continue with him.
With the way I’m acting, I’m surprised Ky is the one who is pregnant and not me.
Wait a minute.
Sitting up quickly in my bed, I begin to do the calculations in my head. My jumbled mind is in a blur, and I can’t even remember what day it is because of where my mind has taken me with the possibility.
Could I be pregnant?
No, there’s no way. I take my pill faithfully. I quickly climb out of bed and reach for my purse on the dresser. I take out my pills and calculate.
Oh my god. I’m three days late. I don’t know how I didn’t realize this, but there has been a lot going on. I guess my mind was elsewhere. If I’m pregnant, I have no idea how Kason would feel about it. I know Kason would be in his child’s life, but neither of us were planning on children this soon.
He wouldn’t throw his child away like my dad did.
I correct myself because the more I think about it, the more I think that Charles may be right in his assertion that he never knew I even existed. Mom wasn’t exactly in the right frame of mind for years.
I need to know for sure if I’m pregnant before I talk to Kason about my suspicions. I rush into the bathroom and shower before changing into leggings and a T-shirt. Checking my phone, I notice he has not returned my text. I know he had to be at a team meeting this morning so I try texting him rather than calling.
Me:
I love you.
The message goes to read then the bubbles appear. I feel relieved he’s responding to me. Then the message pops up.
Kason :
Do you?
Ouch. Guess he’s still mad at me.
Me:
Very much. Can we please talk?
His response is instant and deflating.
Kason:
I can’t do this with you right now.
Deciding I will give him some space, I concentrate on the other pressing issue. I need to get a pregnancy test. I throw my hair into a ponytail and head out to my living room. I start to make a coffee in my Keurig then stop with my finger on the button. Aren’t pregnant women supposed to avoid caffeine? If I’m pregnant that would be hard to overcome. I love my coffee. Reluctantly, I drink a glass of water instead.
Leaving my apartment, I briskly stroll to a pharmacy. I google the different types of tests and pick one that is a two pack, just to be sure. My heart is beating a mile a minute on the way home needing to know if I really am carrying Kason’s child.
Once inside my bathroom, I take the tests out of the bag and read the directions. I’m thankful now that I decided to have that glass of water because I plan on peeing on both these sticks. I open both packages, have a seat, and I pee on one then the other before setting them on the counter.
These next couple minutes could change my life. Our life. I set the timer on my phone and sit back down and wait and wait and wait. My nerves have my leg bouncing. These are the longest minutes of my life.
Kason and I might become parents, and the thought doesn’t scare me. I’m with a man that I love, and we may have made something beautiful together. This is something I have always hoped for but worried I’d never have.
I jump when the timer goes off. This is it, the moment of truth. Peering down, I read the results. Both tests read the same.
I’m pregnant .
My hand has a mind of its own and rubs my tummy. I watch it in fascination. There’s a baby growing in there. A baby that is a part of me and Kason. I knew I wanted children, but I’m nervous how Kason will respond to the news. I hope he will be happy about it because this baby is coming into this world either way.
I pace in Kason’s living room, then I sit down, then pace some more. I’ve been doing this routine for the past two hours. It’s evening, and Kason has not come home yet. I haven’t told him I would be here.
I hear the kitchen door open and know he has to know I’m here. I parked my car in the garage. Hurrying into the kitchen, he stands by the door stiff as a board with his bag still on his shoulder. He doesn’t look happy to see me, but he doesn’t look mad either. He stares blankly at me with tired eyes.
I grasp the hem of my shirt, unsure what to say. “I, um, hope it’s okay I came by. I wanted to talk.”
He sighs then places his bag on the floor before getting a bottle of water from the fridge. He pops the top and takes a large gulp, finishing half of it in seconds. He points the bottle toward a chair at the island, and I take a seat where he indicated. He finishes the water then throws the bottle away before having a seat across from me.
“I didn’t expect you to be so late,” I start.
“I was at practice. Sometimes it runs later. It’s not like I was out sharing my cock with everyone.” His eyes twitch.
He’s still upset with me. I need to make amends. Placing my hands on the counter, I rub them together nervously .
“I’m sorry about last night. I know what I said was wrong. I could make excuses and blame the women who pissed me off, and well, they did, but for me to take it out on you wasn’t fair.”
He rubs his eyes before his gaze lands on my face. “My past is what it is. I never hid it from you, and you knew there have been other women. I have no idea what got into you, but I’m telling you right now, don’t you ever pull that shit on me again. Have you given any thought to the fact people were watching? Shit like you pulled last night is news the gossip outlets would love to get their hands on.”
Actually, I hadn't thought about that at all.
“I wasn’t thinking. I'm sorry I took it out on you. I know I not only embarrassed you but embarrassed myself. I knew I was wrong the second you walked away. Those women just had me so angry.”
Plus, my hormones are out of whack but I’ll wait till he forgives me to give him that bit of information. I wait with bated breath for him to respond. He gives me a half smile before standing. “Apology accepted. I slept like shit last night and had a grueling practice today. I want to crash.”
“Why do I get the impression you haven’t forgiven me?”
He shrugs. I get up and walk over to him, positioning myself between his legs and the counter. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I stand on my toes and kiss him gently on his lips. He doesn’t kiss me back. I kiss him again. “I’m sorry.” Then I kiss his cheek. “I’m sorry.” His ear. “I’m sorry.” His neck. “I’m sorry.” And back to his lips. “I’m so sorry.”
This time he wraps his arms around my waist and sits my butt on the counter, kissing me back. I take his kiss greedily. In no time, he has my leggings off and his cock out of his joggers before he’s shoving into me on a groan. I yelp as he takes me roughly against the counter, hammering into my pussy ruthlessly and never once breaks our kiss.
Thrust after thrust, he hits me at the spot he has ever been able to find .
I open my eyes, and an orgasm sneaks up on me. “I’m coming. Oh my god, I’m coming.” I see spots as pleasure spirals through my body that has my thighs squeezing his waist.
“Fuck, baby, you’re clenching my dick like a vice." He groans and then he’s releasing inside of me.
For a quickie, it was amazing.
He rubs his damp forehead on my shoulder, and I kiss the side of his head. “I love you.”
Pulling his head back, he gazes into my eyes, and I finally get my Kason back. His loving eyes stare into mine. “I love you too.” One last peck, and he gently retreats out of me. He pulls his joggers up before helping me clean myself and then back into my leggings.
“If I wasn’t exhausted before, I am now. Bed.” He grasps my hand to help me off the island, but I stop him.
“Hold on. There’s something else I need to talk to you about.”
“Can it wait till tomorrow?” I shake my head. My eyes search his face not knowing how to tell him. He must see my indecision because his stare grows concerned. “What’s going on? What is it you have to tell me?”
I rip the band aid off. “I’m pregnant.”
His head tilts to the side and his brows furrow before he mimics, “You’re pregnant?”
“Yes.”
He peers at me as if confused. “How?” I lift my brow. Really? “I mean, I know how but you’re on the pill.”
This was a worry for me. Since I am the one on birth control, would he think I did this on purpose? I really hope he doesn’t think that. I’ve made my feelings known that I want children. “Do you think I did this on purpose?”
“I didn’t mean that I just…” He shakes his head then rubs his hands down his face, “I didn’t think you’d get pregnant while taking it. ”
Now I’m getting uncomfortable. I can’t tell how he feels about this news. I didn’t expect him to jump for joy, but I feel like I’m being questioned. I feel the tears coming, so I jump off the counter and walk into the living room to hide my emotions from him. I didn’t expect the tears, but I guess this is what they mean by pregnancy hormones.
I hear his footsteps behind me before I feel his arms embrace me from behind. “You don’t want this baby, do you?” I feel deflated. I need to know he is in this with me.
“I didn’t say that. You caught me by surprise.” I feel his head shake on my shoulder. “I’m just, hell, I’m just shocked you got pregnant on the pill. I’m trying to digest it.” I can understand because I was surprised too. Then he chuckles. “That explains why you’ve been a moody little minx lately.”
I giggle. I was. I so was.
“I’m sorry about that too. I couldn’t understand it either. I mean, I got upset over laundry. Who does that?”
“Apparently hormonal, angry little minxes.”
I twist in his arms as he laughs. “Enough of that. Do you really want to make me angry again?” That stops his chuckling, and he turns curious as his thumb rubs over my cheekbone while studying my face.
“How are you feeling about this?”
“After the initial shock, I’m…happy about it. We didn’t plan this, but I want this baby.” I hesitate, “And I really need to know that we are in this together.”
There I said it.
His gaze is sincere. “This baby is a part of us. It’s coming earlier than we might have expected, but I know I will love him or her as much as I love you.”
His words bring fresh tears to my eyes. “I love you so much.”
“We’re in this together and I have no doubt you’ll make a good mother.”
I preen like a peacock under his complimentary words. I couldn’t imagine a better man to be the father of my child. This baby will be loved by both parents. We will not be my mother or his father. “This child will be lucky to have such an amazing father."
He smiles then kisses me gently and carries me up the stairs to get in bed. He cuddles me to him as I get comfy on his chest. I feel the light tickle of his touch as he runs his fingertips along my back. It doesn’t take long before his hand stills and his breathing changes. He’s out like a light.
I fall asleep shortly after, at peace with the knowledge that baby is wanted, and will be loved by both of us.