And Baby Makes...Two

6

The following weekend, Theous was at the sports center, this time outside, running track around the massive basketball court. His smooth skin was glistening, sweat running down his face and his exposed arms that were in a black tank top.

He stopped running to wipe his sweat and in the next court, a beautiful woman who looked to be around his age, dressed in a grey gym bra and leggings stepped in, already bouncing a basketball as she greeted him with a smile. Her dark brown skin was almost shiny in the sunlight and when she moved, her white-blonde ponytail swayed almost mesmerising him.

He waved to her, leaning against the fence and watching as she played alone, looking all kinds of professional. And she had skill! Amazing skill that greatly surpassed his if he was being honest. He was no basketball player but he could play a decent game with his friends.

The woman stopped and came over into his court.

"Zara Ivore," she introduced herself. "Would you fancy a match for 50 bucks, winner takes all?"

Theous laughed. "You would definitely beat my ass but sure, let's play. I'm Theous Dior."

Zara smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Theous. Can I call you Theo?"

"I don't mind."

After a match in which Zara thrashed Theous, the two made their way off the court, laughing as they strolled across the lawn towards the buildings.

Theous had been surprised that Zara had absolutely no idea who he was. He had not even attempted to explain who he was because this was nice.

"I have a confession to make," she said with a genuine and cute grin. "I didn't tell you this but I'm actually a professional basketball player from France. I got scouted a few years back and that's why I beat your ass at the court."

He laughed. "I figured you were too good to be just an ordinary someone with a passion. Well, I'm a soccer man myself."

"Soccer? What is soccer?"

Theous face palmed. "Football. I'm a football player."

"Oh. Futbol!! The kicking ball. That is very nice. That means you're rich," she teased him.

"Not to be cocky but I am." He winked at her, pulling a mock aristocrat demeanor. "I'll have my tea in that diamond cup, butler Periwinkle," he playfully teased, getting Zara into a fit of giggles. "Tis a lovely garden you have, Lord Theous Dior," he continued in a high pitched english voice, flicking back his imaginary long hair. "Is Mr. Darcy here?"

Zara fell, clutching a stitch in her side as she laughed. Theous had been so ridiculous that she was laughing at him instead of the actual teasing.

"You're embarrassing me, Mrs. Periwinkle," he laughed, back to his normal self as he helped Zara up to her feet.

She wiped her teary eyes. "You are something else, Mr. Dior." She gazed at him. "Wanna grab a bite after we clean up? It's on me, Mr. Darcy," she said in a terrible british accent.

Theous nodded. "See you in the lobby in 30 minutes."

They parted ways to their different floors.

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The moment he stepped into the gym, he bumped into Dr. Nonny who was rushing towards the bathrooms with one hand over her mouth and another on her belly. Without thinking, he quickly followed her and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe down any accidents.

A woman stared at him in shock as he entered after Dr. Nonny, trailing her to a cubicle as she threw up her entire lunch into the toilet bowl, splashing the sides. In about 5 minutes, she had emptied out almost everything and scrunching his face and the sour smell of puke, Theous helped her up and then used his foot to flush the toilet before leading the weak woman to the sink.

He cupped his hands to collect water and then raised them to her mouth for her to rinse. She did just that and then allowed him to lead her out, back to her office where he lay her down on the patient bed.

She curled up, trembling slightly.

"Are you alright?" he gently asked, using a serviette from her desk to wipe the sweat on her forehead. "Have you seen a doctor?"

She nodded. "I'm fine."

"Let me take you home," he offered. "Do you have someone to take care of you at home? Should I call anybody?"

She closed her eyes. "I just want to sleep," she whispered.

"Come on. Let me take you home."

He picked her up and then walked to the elevator, everyone just watching silently until he was out of sight.

Zara was already downstairs and when she saw them, she rushed over.

"What happened to her? What do I help with?" she quickly asked.

"My car keys are in my left pocket. Take them out and open the doors for us, please."

Zara did as asked and a moment later, all three were on their way to Nonny's house. She had given them her address before falling asleep in the backseat of the SUV.

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After getting Nonny comfortable and settled in her bed, Theous and Zara sat in the kitchen, a little at ease when they saw that Nonny was really fine, just a bit tired after her trip to the bathroom.

"Did she eat something bad?" Theous asked.

"Or she could be pregnant. That's usually my first thought," Zara said as she walked over to the fridge and began to take out ingredients for a sandwich.

"What are you doing?"

"Making her something to eat when she wakes up. After all that throwing up she did as soon as we got in, that girl ain't got food in her body. She's going to need this. Also, I'm hungry."

Theous laughed as he stood up to help her fry some ham to make the sandwich crunchy. He kept stealing some of the meaty parts of the sandwich and Zara kept reprimanding him. It felt good and he found himself grinning like a fool.

"So..." Zara suddenly said. "What's the story between you and the sleeping lady?"

Theous looked like an idiot as he nervously chuckled. "Nothing. There's nothing."

"Right...No pressure. Anyway..." She looked up at him and wedged herself between him and the counter he was working, more like eating, on. "I've been meaning to wait until after our little lunch date but I see that it's not going to happen so..."

Gently, Zara placed her luscious brown lips on Theous' and grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him closer to her. Her gladly started moving his lips against hers, tasting the caramel gloss that invited him in. Probing his tongue against the line of her lips, she willingly parted, a moan accidentally leaving her mouth when he pressed his erection against her, pinning her to the counter.

He quickly and breathlessly pulled away from her. "We're in someone else's house," he said. "We can't...not here."

Yet he wanted it so bad. His little python had not had some good servicing in a while and he wanted to have Zara right here and right now but he had to exercise some control.

"Well, we can continue this in your car then."

He smiled. "Let me just say goodbye to Dr. Nonny and then we can head to my place."

He found her awake, lying on her bed.

"Zara and I are leaving. There's some sandwiches in the fridge and...I'm going to leave my number just in case you need anything." He quickly input his number into her phone and then left.

Nonny heard him driving away and she sat up.

Earlier, another round of nausea started and she had rushed to the bathroom. When she was done, she had had to go and get toilet paper in the storage closet near the kitchen.

As she passed, her eyes caught the beautiful Zara and Theous lost in a kiss with Zara pressed against the counter.

She had even forgotten the toilet paper and gone straight back to bed, feeling dizzy.

Her only thought was, I shouldn't have said I had stuff to do yesterday. I shouldn't have lied.