Page 11 of Who Wants Pie

“What?”

“You have another test, right?” I nod. “Take it.”

Oh God! “No.”

If I take a test and it comes back positive and he’s here, it might make everything even more real. Then I couldn’t pretend any longer. I couldn’t be calm, I couldn’t be even-keeled. And given the fact that I’ve already taken two boxes of them and all four tests came back positive, I have no doubt the one I would take here would do the same.

“Take it!” His voice has that whip of authority. “Take it or I’m going to spank that ass and we both know where that is going to go, don’t we, Tinsley.”

“Fine!” I grab my purse and pull out one of the boxes of tests.

“What kind is that?”

I turn right before I go into the bathroom and put my hand up to stop Gray from coming into the bathroom with me, “The kind that you take in the privacy of a bathroom without eyes on you.”

He narrows his eyes at me but doesn’t try to come in with me, which I thought he might try before I said something to him. I do my business and come out to stand by the open door. I’m not quite sure if I’ll need to run back and lock myself in or not. He took me to the bathroom in his bedroom, but all that’s left in the room is his bed. All of the clothing, the dressers, the little things that make a place a home aren’t here anymore. They’ve all been put in a box somewhere to be taken to a new place for a fresh start.

Maybe the fact he’s moving is a good thing. Maybe I won’t ever have to be in the new place. Maybe it’s time for a clean break with Grayson. I fight with myself against the sick feeling that leaves in my stomach and the heaviness that sits in my chest and square my shoulders.

“How can you be sure this has anything to do with you?”

My question has a streak of cold flash through his eyes again. He starts walking me backwards. “Because as soon as you left my home, I’ve kept my eyes on you. I’m the only one who has ever been in that tight little pussy…”

I gasp at his words as he reaches out to grab me by my hip.

“So, if there is a baby in there it’s because I put it there…,”

I know. I know I am pregnant; I know it’s his and I know I’m not going to be able to bluff my way out of this room without us having a discussion about what to do next and how to break this to my family. I slap his shoulder to break the tension and to put it out there that I’m not tickled about being backed into a corner.

“If you hadn’t cum in me, none of this would be happening.” He grabs me by the wrist and keeps backing me up toward the bed. “Not that I don’t want the baby…or that we have to…do something stupid like marrying because of it or…,”

He interrupts me, “Oh we’re getting married.”

My heart lurches to a stop. The last thing I want is this. I never want to trap someone that doesn’t love me because they are trying to do the right thing. I will not put myself or my baby through that. “I will not marry you just because we accidentally made a baby.”

A smile tilts his lips that lets me know I am not going to like what is about to happen. Never for a minute do I mistakenly think he is grinning because he is going to take the easy way out and not try to talk me into marrying him and he’s relieved by it.

Chapter Ten

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Gray

“Okay…,” I reach behind me and take out the little surprise I got for Tinsley after the last time she ran for me, “I get it! You’re young - you don’t understand, so I’m just going to tell you…,”

I slap the cuffs on her, one wrist at a time. She yelps out before I push her back so she’s thrown off balance and lands on my bed.

“You…you…what the hell do you think you are doing?” I ignore her outburst. I have to stay focused and get through the rest of what needs to be said.

“We didn’t accidentally make a baby.” I crawl onto the bed. “You let me cum in you, you let me pop that cherry.”

I take her hands and raise them above her head. She’s still in the bridesmaids’ dress from the wedding. The purple hue makes her red hair pop and compliments the hue of her skin. The tiny straps of her dress work extra hard to keep her tits in. I run my eyes over the soft swells before I cup her face in the palm of my hand.

“You don’t let a man like me do that and not become his.” I lean forward and kiss her lips before pulling back, “I understood you needed time. But, Tinsley, your time is up.”

“Wh..what the hell? What are you…?”

I kiss her again so I can stop any of the arguments she might come up with. “So now, I’m going to tell you how this is going to go.”

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