Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
I take a deep breath before meeting Emma’s worried gaze. “You’re right. I think I need to take a pregnancy test.”
My friend nods seriously and seizes my hand in hers before squeezing. “It’s fine, Katy. Whatever happens is going to be fine. I’ve got you.”
I grow teary hearing her words, but the magnitude of what’s happening makes my head spin. Can this really be happening? Am I pregnant with Brad’s child?
A rush of hope, worry, and love overcomes me then, and my hand sneaks to my belly to cover it protectively. I’m not showing yet, but somehow, I already know that I have the gorgeous man’s child inside. Without an ounce of doubt, I know I want this baby. Brad’s seed has taken hold inside of me, and it’s a wonderful occurrence. But does my handsome older lover want to be a father? After all, he’s already forty and has never mentioned anything about nesting or becoming a family man. Oh God, what’s going to happen?
Meanwhile, my friend escorts me back to our dorm room before grabbing her keys off a shelf.
“I’ll run to the drugstore and get a test, Katy. You stay here and just rest. I’ll be back in five, okay?”
I nod dumbly.
“Thanks, Emma.”
Then the door shuts, and I’m left with my thoughts again. Hope races through my heart even as my brain whirs with possibilities. After all, my life has just taken a left turn, but what will Brad say? I can only hope that he loves me enough to make my dreams come true.
9
Brad
Senator Mellon is on stage, answering questions, and people are loving it. After all, my boss is a dynamic guy. He’s imposing with his athletic build and perfectly-cut suit, and not only that but Joseph knows his shit too. After all, I helped him prep for this Town Hall, so he’s very familiar with the issues. Some politicians are fakers and the most they can do is to read from cue cards prepared by an aide. But not my boss – Joseph Mellon is the real thing, and he’s engaging and charming, even while showing off his wonky side.
I look around the crowded auditorium and nod with approval. It’s packed because lots of people wanted to meet the Senator and to express their views on a variety of issues, from the local wastewater site being built at the edge of the East River, to the new changes in a recent affordable housing bill. But Joseph handles it with grace and aplomb, and I know I have nothing to worry about.
My eyes strain in the semi-darkness, but I don’t see Katy. It’s not unusual however, because she acts as a runner for events like these, so she could be doing anything anywhere. She could be packing pamphlets at the moment, helping the A/V guys in their little booth, or even grabbing a snack for the staff. But Katy doesn’t mind. She knows that all work is valuable, and pitches in without complaining wherever she’s needed. I’m proud of her, and grateful to be her boyfriend, even if we’re still dating in secret.
Yet, I’m ready to take our relationship public, even if I haven’t gotten a chance to tell her yet. I adore being with the beautiful woman, and she’s everything I’m looking for in a partner: Katy is sweet, intelligent, thoughtful and so sexy too. She practically lives with me now, and I stroke her curves until she shatters until the wee hours of the morn most days.
Smiling to myself, I look around the darkened auditorium. Everything’s going fine, and really, I should stroll around and see what the others are up to. Sure enough, Katy’s helping at the front table by organizing the leftover name placards while putting extra supplies in an empty cardboard box. Nobody appears to be watching, so I sneak up beside her and take her elbow before muttering, “Follow me.”
Her blue eyes go wide, but she nods and quickly, we make our way down a back corridor. It’s deserted, and the doors all look to be shut tight, but I try one at the end of the hallway and it swings open. Perfect.
The space looks like it’s a dressing room of sorts, with a vanity table with a mirrored light, a small couch, and a freestanding wardrobe.
“Brad, what are you doing?” Katy whispers once the door swings shut beside her. Immediately, I seize her lips in a passionate kiss, all the while testing the knob to make sure it’s locked. Perfect, because we don’t want any interruptions for what I have planned.
Then, I pull my beautiful girlfriend over to the couch and sit down before helping her straddle my lap. Of course, her dress gets in the way, so I push the material up until her panty-clad pussy grinds against my hard bulge.