“I have to go out of town on business next week.The same day we are supposed to meet my mother.Would it be okay if we did it this week?”
“Hmm.Sure, this week.”I’m so tired I can barely keep my eyes open.I hear him laughing softly.
“Don’t laugh at me.”
He kisses me on the forehead saying, “Go to sleep, I love you.”
I don’t remember anything after that.
Dinner at Nick’s mother’s wasgood.She made great food, all my favorites.Nick told her what I liked and what didn’t make me nauseated, which was great, but I overate and made myself sick anyway.Nick took me to his old room to lie down and brought me a bottle of seltzer water.I sat up on his bed and he brushes my hair back while I sip my water.
“You feel better now?”
“Yes.You really shouldn’t have let me eat so much.”
“Me?”
“Yes, you.You know I can’t eat too much food at one time.”
“I’m not taking the blame because you couldn’t control yourself.You were sucking up everything in sight.I was afraid to put my hand on the table.”
“Shut up!That is not true,” I say, shocked but laughing.“That is a blatant lie, I was not.”
“Maybe, but I was pleased to see you eating a substantial amount of food for the first time since you’ve been pregnant.”
“God, I hope this is not the next phase of my pregnancy, I’m going to be as big as a house if it is.”
“I don’t care how big you get, as long as you’re eating and both of you are healthy.I’ll just get a forklift to move you around.I already put the order in for it when I was at the table.”
I press my lips together to keep myself from laughing.“I’m going to strangle you.”He taps the tip of my nose with his finger, and I turn my head to look around the room.“This was your room, huh?Typical boy’s room—trophies and awards, the only thing that’s missing is the pinup poster of the half-naked girls.”
“Not my style.”
“Who needs them when you had all the girls—real live naked ones like Samantha Owens?Was it here on this bed?”I say, making myself bounce up on the bed once.
“Don’t be jealous.”
“Me jealous?Please.Why should I be jealous when you had your girlfriends up here doing God knows what, but not once did you have me, your friend, up here?”
He gives me a cocky smile I want to rub off his face.I was jealous in high school when the tarts he used to go out with would traipse down the stairs from his room looking disheveled and happy.I wanted to bitch slap themandhim.
“There’s a reason for that.”
“Which is?”I ask him, trying to keep the slight teenage jealousy from back then out of my voice.
“You wouldn’t have walked out a virgin.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, oh and ooh and aah.I would have had you out of your clothes and up against the wall, pumping into you before the door was shut.You don’t know what danger lay ahead of you up here.”
“It’s a good thing I didn’t accidentally wander up here, then.”I thought about doing it once or twice.
“Well, you’re here now and you’re not underage.”He opens his mouth on my neck and runs his tongue back and forth on one sensitive spot, making me shiver.
“Nick.”My voice changes, and I close my eyes when he moves his hand between my bare legs, back up to my thighs, and presses his lips to my ear.
“I would have traded all those girls in a moment to have you in here once, laid out on my bed, butt naked, waiting for me to slide into your hot wet pussy.”
