Page 79 of Falling for You

“What do you think I’m apologizing for?”

Again, I let my silence speak for me.

“You think I’m saying sorry because I’d just walk away at the thought of you being pregnant?” I’ve never heard his angry voice. Until now.

“Rex, I understand. This isn’t what we signed up for.”

“What part of mine did you not understand? Fuck, Chloe.” He turns so he’s facing the ceiling, runs a frustrated hand over his face and groans. Without looking at me, he takes my hand in his. “I wasn’t apologizing because I was about to kick you out of here and never see you again. I was saying I was sorry because the fucking condom broke. I thought that was something that only happened in the movies. It’s not like they were old or you put it on wrong.”

Okay, I don’t want to think about how well he knows how to put on a condom. But, he’s not running away, either. “Oh.”

His strong hand squeezes mine. “Yeah. Oh.”

I feel like an ass. But what am I supposed to think? We’ve only known each other a month.

He sits up so he’s facing me, pulls my legs so they’re draped over his and our centers are lined up.

“Chloe, if, and this is still a big if here, you get pregnant from my super sperm,” he grins and I’m grateful for him trying to lighten up the situation a little bit, “I’m not going anywhere. I want you to get it, because I think you’re missing the big picture. I want you, for a lot longer than a brief fling. I see the potential for forever here, don’t you?”

Again, that damn lump in my throat causes my words to get stuck. So I nod, eyes welling with tears. He swipes them away and kisses me on the lips. “No need to look for trouble, okay? And if we find out that you’re carrying my baby, we’ll cross that bridge when we get there. It’s possible, yes, but really, what are the chances of you getting pregnant the first time we sleep together? Especially if you’re on the pill and I used a condom.”

“But…”

“No buts. I just had the best sex of my entire life and I’m not letting your worries over the what ifs bring me down.”

“I’m sorry, too, you know. I should have warned you.”

“That your eggs were going to attack my sperm and rip open the condom?”

I laugh, playfully shoving him away. “Jerk!”

“Fierce little buggers, huh? They must have both wanted something bigger.”

Is he for real? How is he so relaxed about this? I could bepregnant. As in, with child. His child! And he’s acting as though we’d been trying for this for years.

“How are you okay?”

“Like I said, I just had the best sex of my life, and I know I’m about to have a helluva lot more of it. Don’t get me wrong, here. I am pretty freaked out but I try not to worry about things I can’t do anything about. Besides, it’s not as if we’re in high school. We’ve got our shit together, Chloe. Both have jobs and are basically settled. If I just got my girlfriend pregnant, so be it.”

All that is very true. It doesn’t make the shock value any less, but it’s also not something that’s worth stressing over until we know for sure. Besides… “Girlfriend, huh?”

“Well. It’s not like I have a letterman jacket or class ring to give you but yeah, if you’ll have me.”

I pretend to think, “Hmm. Boyfriend. I think I can live with that.”

“Hell yeah you can,” he replies, pressing his mouth to mine and twisting our bodies so I’m draped over him. His hands running up and down my backside, fingers flexing into the flesh of my butt.

And suddenly I’m no longer worrying over whether or not I just got pregnant. All I can think about is that I’m Rex’s girlfriend, and he’s my boyfriend.

Life might have just gotten a million times more complicated but I know if it does, he’ll be right there with me.

Chapter Nineteen

Rex

“Tacos tonight?”

“You know the way to my heart,” she croons, hand clutching her heart as she looks at me over her shoulder. Face still a bit sleepy from waking up just a half hour ago, hair a mess.

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