Page 6 of Pregnant By the Joc

Once back in my room, I sit on the other side of the room in a chair while she sits on the bed. I close my eyes for a moment and try to cool the anger. I want to be able to speak from a place of love and clarity and give her a chance to do the same. “Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant, Rip? I think that is what stings the most is that you didn’t believe in me enough to confide in me.” She nods and wipes her face.

“I know and I’m sorry. I just didn’t want you to feel obligated to be happy or something. I don’t know, Cobi. I was trying to do the right thing.” I don’t know what it is, but the word obligated makes my stomach tickle. Like a deep rumble from the middle of the ocean a laugh bubbles up inside of me. “What's so funny?” Ripley asks, confused and looking at me like I have finally cracked up.

“You really never figured it out, did you?”

“Figured out what?” she asks, getting frustrated. Tired of the separation between us, I go over the bed and lift her onto my lap and turn her to look at me, so she is straddling me.

“No man fucks a woman without a condom or at least pulling out without intent.” Her cute little red eyes squint and I can see her mind running through my words and I know the moment she figures it out.

“Are you saying you got me pregnant on purpose?” You are damn right.

ChapterFive

Ripley

He is not saying what I think he is? “Cobi, did you get me pregnant on purpose?” He has the nerve to look contrite for a moment before it goes away, and he nods his head.

“Damn right.” I look at him, shocked and speechless. He says nothing. He simply leans over and kisses me slightly before pulling back and looking at me. “I had to make sure I could keep you, angel.” I blink a few times trying to figure out what the hell he is talking about.

“Keep me?” I whisper still not sure what he is telling me.

“Yes. Forever, baby. You have consumed me from the moment I saw you again. You ran from me, put up roadblocks and ignored me and all it did was make me want you more. When I think of my future angel, all I see for sure is you, me and a family. Everything else is a maybe, but us, is certain.”

“So you knew I wasn’t on birth control?”

“You’re damn right I knew. I banked on it. Every time I take you I am spilling my swimmers inside of you, praying for them to take hold and breed you. Hell, I push it back in you every damn time when it leaks out.” I gasp and lean back.

“Is that what you’re doing when I feel your fingers after?” God, I thought he was just getting me off one last time.

“Yep. Looks like it worked,” he says it so proudly but all I want to do is smack his face. All of this drama and he wanted this. But then the bigger question comes.

“And then what?” He looks at me confused and I get off his lap. “Then what? You go off to college and I stay here, with your baby and work myself to death?” My emotions are all over the damn place. I have gone through so many in the last hour or so that I am literally dizzy and need to sit down.

“What the hell are you asking me, Rip? Are you asking me if I would abandon my own wife and child?” God he looks angry and despite his anger from earlier, this one is hot. The expression on his face is his predatory gaze, the one that makes my panties wet and my core clinch. Like now.

“Wife?” It is the only word I can decipher. He moves over to his dresser without answering me and opens up the drawer. I watch him pull something out and then he walks over to me. I am looking up at him from my sitting position and then he is on his knees.

“Yes, my wife, angel. I was waiting to do this on prom night, but I think there have been far too many secrets between us and I think it is the cause of all of this. I feel like if I would have told you my plan was to marry you as soon as school is out, you would have known you didn’t need to keep anything from me, so I shoulder this as much as you.” Shaking my head I put my forehead on his and deny his words.

“No, Cobi. It was me. I should have never kept it from you and made such a huge decision without talking to you. I was just so scared,” I tell him, sniffing up the blasted tears once again. His thumb wipes my face, and he leans in and kisses my salty lips. I sigh into his mouth, so fucking happy to have him touch me again and still be in love with me.

“We both own this, Angel, but together, we can put it back together and make it stronger. I knew from the moment you walked around me and ignored me that you were my future. I’m a possessive bastard and I need my mark on you anyway I can get it. This baby inside of you is just one way I can claim you. I love you so fucking much baby. So fuck everyone else and what they think. We know, my family knows we are meant to be together. Marry me, Ripley. Be my wife.” He slides this gorgeous princess cut diamond on my hand surrounded by a halo of floating diamonds and I damn near choke on my tears. “Baby?” Crap. I didn’t answer him.

“I love you so much Cobi. No one has ever taken care of me and loved me like you and your family. You chased me and proved to me you wouldn’t give up. I’m not as brave as you, but you make me stronger. I just forgot that for a second. Yes, I will marry you.”

“Thank fuck.” he says, grabbing my face and pulling my mouth to his. Our tongues duel for equal excitement, but as usual I give in and let him lead. “God I missed you, baby. It’s been hours but it feels like days since I have touched you, kissed you and fucked you.” Oh God I love his mouth.

“I know. I felt it everywhere when you wouldn’t look at me.” Thinking about it forces more tears to fall.

“Shh. Baby no more sad tears. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have reacted like that. I should have talked to you and listened. I’m sorry I hurt you baby.”

“I hurt you too and I didn’t mean to. I love our baby so much, Cobi.” As soon as I say it he stops kissing me and stands up.

“A baby. Fuck. There is a baby in your belly right now.” Now he looks like he is panicking.

“I thought we covered this, babe.”

“Oh shit. I’m so sorry. You have been in distress all day. That can’t be good for the baby. I need to call and get you switched to homeschooling and then make sure there is nothing in here that is harmful for the baby. Wait? What’s harmful for unborn babies? Books. We need books.” I was amused at first but now it seems he is having a breakdown of some sort.

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