“Oh, that’s so great.” She smiles, and I love it. There’s amama in there for sure. I think I’ll make her my wife and then makeher a mama, just like she said. Trouble is, I’m not sure what hercomfort level is on time, but I don’t press.
“Says he’s had a girl, too. Not sure what the story is there,but we’ll see.”
“Well, Gunner, like all you boys, is one hell of a looker. I’msure he had women piled up in line waiting for him.”
“If you say so.” I chuckle, blushing.
“You’re adorable.” She gushes.
“Then I don’t know what that makes you, darlin’, becauseyou’re as sweet as sin.”
“Am I?” she purrs, draping her naked leg over my waist,pressing her nose against mine.
“You are.” I murmur to her, feeling things awaken again belowthe belt. Before I know it, she’s on top of me, sitting at mypelvis, very aware of the effect that she’s having on me, and Ithink it spurs her on. Within seconds I’m inside her, and she’sriding me gently, as I suck her nipples, listening to her moansoftly from my mouth. Pelvis pushing up and down, I work with herrhythm, as we find a constant pace.
Her skinis like cotton candy it’s so sweet and as soft as a baby’s bottomto the touch. I can’t resist her. There are so many things abouther that turn me on it’s like I’m a magnet to Ellie. It takesminutes for her body to start tightening, and as our breathing getschoppy and the bed starts to squeak from under us, I whisper thosethree words to her again, which seem to be words of encouragement,as she comes like thunder in response.
Herclimax draws mine out, as we ride the second wave of pleasuretogether, groaning and grunting like the two virile animals that weare. Until she collapses on me, rising and falling with my chest,as we both come down off our high. “God, are we in trouble.” Shechuckles breathlessly.
“That’s usually the way it works, darlin’. We love each other.We’re both very attracted to each other. There’s noharm.”
And inthe next day I’ll learn that there was no harm in us loving eachother, but alas, harm finds its way to us…and I’ll be ready forit.
Chapter 15
Gunner
My armis so goddamn itchy inside this air cast, I feel like I could stuffa bottle brush down it, but I digress. With a social life reducedto Facebook and otherwise anything that I can access on my phone, Irun through my various accounts, scouring, looking for something,as my college response package beckons to me on the other side ofmy bed. Sure, I got accepted into Dallas, but there are extenuatingcircumstances that will seal my decision on which college I decideto attend.
And as Iscroll through, lurking on the accounts that I’ve been keepingwatch on, I realize that this is stupid. What happened between meand Ava was really nothing. Well, it could have been something, andlike the big baby that I am, I made a mountain out of a molehillwhen push came to shove, and she moved away, out of the state. Icould have handled it much better than I did, but Ava was the firstgirl I ever truly fell in love with. At least, I think I was inlove with her. I must have been, based on my reaction to hermoving.
Lookingthrough my pages, I’m thinking about how much of a fool I am. Iblocked Ava ages ago. Why am I still looking for her? She’s gone.What we had was nothing and I’m a fool for reading more into it.Staring at my college welcome package, I should be happy, but I’mnot. I haven’t even told my mama about it, as a matter of fact.Haven’t told anyone. Not yet. What I’m waiting for, I don’tknow…
…but I find it in the next sixty seconds, once I unblock Emmaand creep through her profile page.
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Sloane
I feellike a sack of shit as we pull out of Ellie’s driveway, mefollowing Jacob back to my house. It’s actually our house, ifyou’re keeping score. Jacob moved in with me when he came toClarkstown a few months ago. His plan was to buy a house, and renthis house back in Louisiana, where he’s from, but once we met andfell in love, we decided that it made more sense for him to livewith me. Or at least, that’s the way that it’s ended up. Neither henor I have made any fuss over him living here, and I like thingsthat way that they are.
My worstfear is that he’ll go back to Louisiana, back to his flagshiplocation, where he and his brother Terence took over their latefather’s beverage business, leaving me behind. And it could stillhappen, based on the way he may or may not react to the news ofthis pregnancy. My hands are shaking as I grasp the wheel,following my beloved to our home. I run through in my mind what I’mgoing to say and how I’m going to say it, which is usually acomfort, but being prepared is somewhat ironic here, since Jacoband I haven’t exactly been prepared for things in the bedroom,hence the accidental pregnancy.
He'salready suspicious, as I looked like I’d swallowed a bird at mysister’s house moments ago, but I didn’t let on what is going on. Iconsider keeping it from him, but I know that I’ll just die. I’mgoing to die telling him, too, as a matter of fact. I’m not readyto have a baby. I’m a career girl, not a mother, and I’m not sureif I’m cut out to do this. “God, kid, tell me what to do.” I murmurinside the car. “I should have known better than to mock my sisterand pressure her. I knew it would come and bite me in the ass. Whydidn’t you warn me?” I ask the unborn fetus inside mybelly.
As Ipull into my driveway, watching Jacob get out of his car, my heartskips a beat. The tears start as I see his smiling face approachme, and as he pulls me close to him, giving me a kiss hello,regardless of the fact that we’re in the driveway, in plain view ofthe neighbors. Jacob has told me countless times that he loves me,and I’ve reciprocated, but the fear bubbles up inside me so muchthat I just burst into tears.
“What’s wrong, baby?” he asks, cupping my head with his hand,cradling my middle with his other hand. “I knew there was somethingwrong at Ellie’s. Tell me. What happened.”
Leaningmy head in the crook of his neck, I’ve never felt safer, yet I’mstill terrified. Jacob is my everything. I never knew a personcould mean so much to me in such a short time, but I love him withevery cell in my body, and I know that he feels the same. Hedoesn’t just say it, he shows it, and that, to me, ispriceless.
“Jacob, I’m pregnant.” I sob, gasping into his neck. “I didn’tknow how else to tell you.”
He holdsme tighter, tisking softly. “Oh, baby.” He breathes into my ear,nuzzling me. “It’s okay.” He comforts, kissing the side of myhead.
“No, it’s not okay, Jacob.” I blubber. “We didn’t plan this atall. We’ve only been together…oh, hell…I don’t know, but not longenough to be parents together.”
“When did you find out?” he asks, his voice stillsoothing.
