Page 5 of The Baby
That had her turning back to me. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her eyes were wide and on mine. I thought how incredibly beautiful she was to me. So fucking pretty. Did she still see me the same way? Was I handsometoher?
“What are you talkingabout?”
“I’m saying if things are getting routine for you… in bed. And you need me to… I don’t know… do something else… you could talk to me about that. Is all I’msaying.”
She smiled. “Jake, the tips of your ears right now are flaming red. So no, I don’t think I can talk to you about kinky sexstuff.”
“Look, I know it’s not easy for me to talkaboutthis…”
“Because you’re a prude,” sheinterrupted.
“Will you stop saying that? I’m not a prude. I can get… creative. I just don’t see the need to talk about it. I would ratherdoit.”
She leaned up on her elbow. “Jake, me not wanting to have sex isn’t about me wanting you to get all kinky on me. But I would love to know what you’re thinking about in that area… Are we talking toys? Handcuffs?Threesomes?”
I growled at that and shelaughed.
“Trust me when I tell you no one else is ever getting in this bed with us,”Isaid.
She pushed herself up and kissed my cheek. “Good, because I would never share you withanyone.”
“It’s just that… I want to make sure you’re happy. Inthatarea.”
“Jake, I’m ecstatic in that area. Orgasms galore. I haven’t been feeling… right these past few nights. You know what I mean? Probably a cold coming on orsomething.”
Orsomething.
“You promise me you would talk to me, if you were ever not happy. Because it’s just you and me for the rest of our time on this planet together. You get that,right?”
She nodded, then settled back downintobed.
I reached over to turn the light out on my side of the bed and settled down too. Trying not to think about the erection I was still sporting, which hadn’t been helped by her talkingabouttoys.
I mean, she did have thatvibrator….
“Nipple clips?” she asked, still after what I considered kinky, Iimagine.
I groaned at that mental image and turned away from her. “Stop talking and go tosleep.”
She giggled and then I felt her turn toward me again, her body pressed against my back. It made me feel better. Morecentered.
As if all was right again in myworld.
Until it happened again the next night. When she still didn’tfeelit.
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Ellie
Ileft Dr. Jenkins’office with my bottle of prenatal vitamins stuffed into my purse, and a wave of guilt rushed over me. Three people in this world knew I was pregnant, and Jake Talley wasn’t oneofthem.
When I came into the clinic, the only medical facility in the town of Riverbend, Mary had greeted me with a smile. When I told her what was up, I could see it there in her face. She wasn’t all giddy and happy times. She knew what I had been through. She and Dr. Jenkins had been in the room when ithappened.
So instead of congratulations and smiles, she’d nodded and gotten serious with me. I took an official test, it was confirmed, and Dr. Jenkins told me that I shouldn’t worry but keep an eye on things if I startedspotting.
I really didn’t want any spotting. What I wanted was some good old-fashioned morning sickness. I had been reading about pregnancy… way too much… but one of the things that was considered a good sign of a healthy pregnancy was the whole puking thing. There had been a few times in the last week when I had felt funny, but I had attributed that sick feeling in my gut to fear about being pregnant and guilt for lying to Jake about it. More so than morning sicknessanyway.
I told myself I wanted the doctor to check me out before I told Jake. I told myself I wanted to make sure things were good before ItoldJake.
