Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23614 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23614 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Dane merely taps my nose fondly with one big finger as his eyes gleam with amusement.
“Don’t be worried about stuff that hasn’t happened yet. There’s no need for that kind of anxiety when what we’re doing isn’t wrong, sweetheart. We enjoy each other, and we enjoy spending time with one another. End of story. Your dad’s opinion ultimately doesn’t matter.”
I swallow hard because of course, Dane’s right. Ed shouldn’t be the one dictating whom I choose to date, or whom Dane chooses to date either. I just think that my dad’s opinion … well, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Suddenly, I feel something warm and wet trickle from my pussy and sure enough, when I look down, there’s cream oozing from my sweetest spot. Immediately, I leap up and dash across the hotel room for my bag, before taking out Plan B and downing a pill.
“Holy shit, baby,” Dane rumbles as he watches my rush. “You were moving at light-speed there.”
“I know,” I mumble after swallowing the pill. “I just don’t want to get pregnant, that’s all.”
Dane shoots me a curious look, his blue gaze direct.
“I get it, Jamie, because you’re only nineteen. It’d be early to be a mom. But is motherhood that off-putting? I mean, you want kids one day, right?”
I climb back onto the mattress and snuggle into the warm curve of his arm as I think.
“I guess so but I’m not sure, Dane. I don’t know. Pregnancy and motherhood scare me. It’s terrifying to think that I’d have to care for a tiny, squalling human being when I’m not even ready to take care of myself.”
He presses a tender kiss to my curls.
“But I think you’d be great at it, baby. I can see it now. Your belly swollen and bulging with a baby. It’s a sexy visual, Jamie.”
I blush even as my body goes hot because is Dane hinting that he’d love to get me pregnant? I laugh it off because the thought is too far-fetched. We only started sleeping together two weeks ago, so it’s way too fast to entertain that idea.
Yet a warm flush sweeps over me as we both stare at my tummy. I have a soft belly that bulges a little, and tenderly, Dane presses his huge palm against the flesh.
“You’d look beautiful pregnant, Pet,” he repeats in a low tone. “I can see my baby in here, definitely. You’d be a wonderful mother.”
That statement makes me gasp because I wasn’t imagining things! Dane does want to be a father, and he wants me to be the mother of his child! What in the world? Immediately, I pull away, my eyes like saucers.
“Dane, you can’t be saying—” I stammer.
But the alpha male doesn’t look flustered at all.
“No, I know what I’m saying. I’ve never wanted to be a father before, but when you meet the right person, the possibilities are endless. I could see it, honey. You and me, shacked up together, with a kid or two underfoot, and another one on the way. It could definitely happen.”
I gape at him as my pulse races at a hundred miles an hour.
“You can’t be serious.”
He merely shrugs, his blue eyes glinting.
“But I am. A hundred percent, Jamie. You’re young. We could have a lot of children together. What do you think? Four? Five? Six?”
“Six?” I squeak breathlessly. “Oh my god!”
Dane chuckles.
“Don’t look so scared, honey. I’m just teasing you. You don’t have to have six children. I’ll settle for five.”
But now, panic is setting in because this isn’t exactly the future I saw for myself. I put my head down between my knees as my head grows woozy. I’m not hyperventilating exactly, but at the same time, it seems hard to get oxygen into my lungs.
“Hey, are you okay?” Dane asks in a concerned tone, rubbing circles on my back as I try to breathe. “I didn’t mean to frighten you, baby.”
“No, I’m fine, I’m fine,” I wheeze. “This is a surprise that’s all.”
He chuckles.
“I was kidding about the big family, Jamie. Two kids is fine.”
I shake my head.
“No, that’s not it. It’s that I’m afraid of getting pregnant!”
That makes him stop, his blue eyes level.
“Why? Because of the pain? Because you’ll lose your figure? It’s not a big deal, sweetheart. You know I love my women lush and round, and if you put on a few pounds, so what? You’d be even more beautiful thirty pounds heavier.”
My head spins as I take in his words.
“No, it’s not that. It’s just pregnancy … well, it’s scary. I don’t know how to put it into words, but it’s like your body doesn’t belong to you anymore. Like you’re harboring a parasite that literally feeds off your blood.”
Dane chuckles, one big hand still rubbing my back.
“Well, that is technically what an unborn child does. But why the panic, honey? Women have been getting pregnant since time immemorial.”