Everything You Need

Chapter Twenty-Four

Madeline

I ignored all messages that he sent to me. I would read his messages, delete his voicemails and decline his calls. He did that for a whole day, but then he stopped making efforts to contact me which I appreciated. It's been three days since we last spoke.

I had to go to the doctor today as my morning sickness was getting worse and I felt tired most of the time. I had to get prenatal vitamins prescribed to me, at least that would help with the nausea.

I had just finished catching up with my class ,with the help of Jermaine. I wasn't far behind at all, I would be alright.

I needed to get something sweet. I was craving sweet food. It was unbearable. I went to the ice cream shop and I got a double scoop of Salted Caramel and Pecans.

As I was walking to my car my phone began to ring and I went into my bag, while taking a lick from my ice cream. I checked the caller and I saw it was Christopher calling me.

I sighed and answered the phone, the call connected to my AirPods. I licked my ice cream trying to stop it from melting onto my hands. He's lucky I was able to get my ice cream before he called.

"Madeline, how are you?"

"What do you want Chris?" I grunt.

"Straight to the point," he sighs.

I unlocked my car door and I got into my car. I put my bag on the passenger seat. I rested against my car seat and I enjoyed the sweet nutty taste of the pecans.

"What do you want," I repeat.

"Can we see each other? We need to talk," he said.

"I don't know if I'm ready for that yet..." I answered.

"I told you I would give you space, I'm respecting that. It's Lauren who wants to talk."

I looked to the side and I didn't know what to say. What could she possibly want to talk about? I stayed silent and I didn't know what to say to him.

"I don't know, what is there to talk about?"

"She wants to, I don't know. If you say no, I completely understand."

His voice was light and he sounded tired. Has he even been eating? I know it's been three days since we last talked, but I can imagine he's putting all his attention on work again. Why the fuck do I even care?

"After what we did, I don't think I can look at her," I say, truthfully.

"It was the heat of the moment, it was a fantasy okay. We don't-."

"No, Chris that's different, this is different. You have been with her for ten years. Ten fucking years and I'm just a hoe you got pregnant. I can't-I can't face her after what I did," I ramble.

"Darling, please don't call yourself a hoe and listen, our marriage is going through a rough patch that's what happens. I know I haven't put you in the best position, but don't feel guilty because I said you're better than her. Don't feel fucking guilty if you enjoyed it either. We feel the way we feel and we can't change it."

My ice cream was starting droop down and I quickly licked it up. I took in his words and he was right. We feel the way we feel. I feel bad that they have been together for so long. I feel shitty about this whole situation, yet my pussy still gets excited about that night.

I only feel partial guilt about what we did, because I can't get over the way he praised me. No man has ever done it before, so I just wanted to enjoy it. They're separated, there's nothing wrong with what we're doing. No everything we're doing is wrong.