All these weeks I’ve been circling her she hadn’t missed my intentions, no more than I’d missed her attraction to me though she did her best to hide it.
Had I not overheard her that day I stood outside the office I would’ve gone on believing she was immune to my advances, but I know better.
She isn’t aware that I know though so if she wants to put up a fight she can. As long as I win in the end, as long as I have her in my bed under me in the near future, I don’t care how we get there.
“Nothing to say? Then I suggest you eat, it looks like it’s going to be a long day.” I pulled the only other chair over next to hers and sat.
She became flustered and her hands shook as she brought the spoon to her lips and drank her soup. It took her half an hour to finish half the soup and half the salad.
“Is that all you eat everyday?”
“I told you I wasn’t hungry.”
“And I told you-you need to keep your strength up. If you want something else I’ll get it the choice is yours.”
She snatched up the leftover salad and stuffed some lettuce in her mouth while shooting daggers across the room with her eyes.
“Good, you’re learning, it’s best not to argue with me.” She turned that look on me but the look on my face warned her not to push her damn luck.
My phone went off and I left the room to answer. It was mom with the news I’d been waiting for. I went back to the room feeling a little better that I could do something for her.
“Dr. Spencer is going to get in touch with the doctor here and decide what’s the best course of action to take.” I said it as easily as I could without making it into a big deal.
“Really?” She put down her salad and looked at me with such hope it twisted my heart. How afraid has she been this whole time?
“Yes really.”
Just then the child woke up and started to fret. I watched her as she moved over to the bed to offer comfort.
“Mommy!” The little voice touched something inside me. At least I was reassured that I’m not a complete monster who could hate a child because she wasn’t mine.
She was very careful as she took the child in her arms and calmed her. “Mommy’s here baby girl.” She tested her head for fever and fed her some ice chips that had been sitting in a cup.
The little angel finally noticed me and hid her face in her mother’s side. “There’s nothing to be afraid of baby, this is mommy’s boss from work. He came all the way here just to see you and look.”
She reached for the bears and balloons Gavin had bought earlier and the child’s face lit up. It was strange seeing her in this new light, as a mother. It was going to take some getting used to.
I didn’t expect her to be a virgin, but knowing that she’d once been that close to someone else made me feel off.
In the world I move in, women switch bed partners as often as their underwear, so why did it bother me so much that this one had had a life before me?
As I watched her taking so much care of another man’s child I knew what I had to do. Get one of my own in her as soon as fucking possible.
That’s the only way I can think of to tame this beast that had been awakened in me. There was envy, anger, jealousy, all dark emotions running riot in my heart.
I didn’t like the feelings but I didn’t know how else to rid myself of them. And the only thing that came to mind was to breed her the first chance I get.
She had no idea as she read her child a story that I was plotting her future in my head. It was suddenly the most important thing in the world for me to get her with child, my child.
I sat in quiet contemplation as I watched her rock the child to sleep. She looked good doing it, like she was born to be a mother and I wondered what else she was good at.
Her talents as an architect were obvious, and now seeing her here in this domesticated scene, my mind was running away with itself.
What was she like in bed? Was she passive or will that fire she tries so hard to keep in check be unleashed once I get between her thighs?
She pulled the covers up around the child and sat for a minute watching her, bringing me back to the present.
“What’s her name?” I looked at the little head on the pillow.
