The Romanov Series Book #1: My Rogue Girlfriend

Chapter Forty Eight: Hasty Decisions

Katya's POV
What Kei said is happening.

I spent the whole night with Ferrer. When we weren't talking, we were making love. I feel it in my bones that this is the right decision, right here with him but again I'm equally scared of the day he will leave me. That fear is the reason I'm not staying.

I clenched the pillow when he got me near my release. I moaned loudly not withholding any ounce of passion in me. Still lying on my side with my legs together, he gently achieved his own climax. He massaged my tender breasts as we both took a moment to come down.

This bedroom has been our playroom since last night. It's late in the afternoon. I'm so horny!

"I have bad news."

"What's wrong?" I turned quickly to look at him. He's holding his limp friend down south.

"This little guy is done. You're not getting anything else out of me."

We didn't sleep. I completely understand. He has even skipped work to spend the day with me. "I'm starving."

He held the bridge of his nose.

"Okay. Let's take a bath."

He went to the bathroom ahead of me. How do I tell him that I'm not convinced that he's the right choice? How do I tell him that this baby inside of me is ours and we can share her but he won't have my heart? Even Federov won't have my heart!

He came back to carry me to the tub. He carefully set me in before he joined. His fingers teased me. I have no protests where a climax is involved. I'm needy. It's even better when it's him. He knows just how to touch me. He knows what is enough. In a matter of moments I was gripping the sides of the tub feeling the thrilling sensations overpowering my body. He kissed me to suffocate my moan. He watched me coming apart until I complete stilled myself.

"I hate you." I whispered.

"For making you this limp?"

"For making an addict to your love. Kiss me."

He obeyed.

There's no rush... at least there was none until someone knocked the bathroom door. "Mijo, sorry to trouble you but your son is here."

"Mom are you okay?"

"Yes! Are you?" Ferrer scrambled for a towel but they are not large enough to wrap my entire body. He dried me up hastily and draped his bathrobe around me. At least that covered me. He opened the bathroom door.

"Hey!" We both greeted our son awkwardly.

"Don't you two own phones? I have been calling all day."

"It's noon. Not all day." Ferrer shrugged.

"I went to the hospital to look for both of you! I even though the baby decided to come early! For goodness sake be responsible adult and answer your phones! Abuelo, what is there to eat?"

He left us laughing.

We have been in a bubble since yesterday.

"Can I talk to you?"

"Please do. The sex is great but it's time to talk." He frowned at me.

"I... I want you to be her father. Like I did with Terrence, I'm not going to deprive you of it. But-"

"Please don't go there."

"But I can't be with you. You're not stable-"

"I'm trying to be. I'm trying to ve consistent."