Feeling slightly detached, he reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a condom.
It took her a second to register what she was seeing and when she did, her face lit up. “Hell yes,” she said eagerly. “Where’s the lube?”
Oh, shit. He blinked at her, belatedly realizing what she thought the condom signified. He’d been so focused on the birth control aspect of it, that he hadn’t even thought about the main reason he had condoms in his nightstand to begin with.
Anal sex.
Having expected a totally different reaction from her—one where she was pissed at him for wanting to use condoms—David was now faced with a situation that gave him pause.
“What is it, baby?” she asked, confused at his reaction. “What’s wrong?”
He didn’t even know how to explain himself. “I wasn’t trying to instigate anal,” he finished, somewhat lamely. He sounded like a total idiot.
Understandably, she looked even more confused. “Then what’s the condom for?”
“Birth control.”
She frowned at him. “We don’t need a condom for that. You know I’m on the pill.”
Then, as if that was the end of the discussion, she plucked the condom from his fingers and tossed it over her shoulder; it sailed in the air and then ended up somewhere on the floor.
“You got pregnant with Jacob when you were on the pill,” he reminded her. “Remember?”
“You know that was an accident.”
“Well, who’s to say we couldn’t have another accident?”
She picked up on the slight emphasis he placed on the word ‘accident’ and her eyes narrowed. “Why did you say it like that?”
“Say what like what?”
“Accident.”
“I didn’t realize I said it in any particular way.”
Her expression tightened and it looked like she didn’t believe him. She also looked like she was unsure how to proceed, probably because of her alcohol intake. “You said it like you were implying that Jacob wasn’t an accident. But he was. And I’m sure the chances of that happening again are zero. I mean, nothing’s happened in the past three years, has it?”
He figured that had everything to do with her actually taking her birth control during that time, but he kept the thought to himself. Undeterred, he reached over and snagged another condom.
“I’d rather not take any chances. I know you want another child—” it was a bit of a struggle to say that like he believed it, “—but right now, I don’t, and I just want to make sure that we don’t have one until it’s what we both want.” He held up the condom. “So, it’s this way, or no way.”
Clearly unhappy, she grabbed the condom and for a moment he thought she was going to chuck it again, but she opened it instead. “Fine. We’ll do it this way,” she said shortly, as she rolled it down his dick in record time. “But that means in my ass.”
She said that like it was meant to be a hardship for him, like she was punishing him by keeping him from her pussy.
He grabbed the lube.
Chapter 27
Three weeks later, David was on his way to pick Jacob up from preschool when his phone rang. Looking at the caller ID on the screen, he saw that it was his mom, so he quickly accepted the call.
“Hey, mom,” he greeted her, rather exuberantly.
“Hey, honey,” Valerie Lowe said, before adding, “You sure sound like you’re in a good mood.”
“That’s because I am.”
Was he ever. Ashley had gotten her period the week prior and since then, he’d been practically skipping with happiness every day.