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𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝟒𝟔

Davis sat on the edge of the bed, his mind spinning, unable to fully grasp what had just happened. Sadira had fallen asleep again, her face still slightly flushed from crying, her breathing now steady and peaceful. She looked so small and fragile, curled up in the oversized comforter. He reached out, brushing a loose strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, the soft glow from the bedside lamp casting shadows on her delicate features.

She was pregnant.

His mind kept circling back to that one fact. Pregnant. His Sadira, the woman he loved more than anyone in the world, was carrying his child. It was a revelation so big, so life-changing, that it almost didn't feel real. He hadn't expected this, not now, not like this. But as the weight of the news began to settle in, he realized that part of him wasn't surprised at all.

They had been reckless. The thought hit him like a ton of bricks as he replayed the countless nights they spent tangled up in each other, unguarded, caught up in the passion of the moment. Sure, he'd pulled out most of the time, but Davis wasn't naïve. He wasn't young-minded anymore. He knew better than to think that was foolproof. They weren't kids anymore, and he wasn't ignorant to the consequences of their actions. But in the heat of those moments, with Sadira wrapped around him, nothing else mattered. He wasn't thinking about consequences or the future. He was thinking about her, about how much he wanted her, how deeply he loved her.

And now, here they were.

He sighed deeply, rubbing his hands over his face. The shock of it all still lingered, but beneath that shock was something else. Something warmer, more profound. A kid. They were going to have a kid. He let the thought roll around in his mind for a moment, letting it sink in fully. His boo, Sadira, was carrying his child. A tiny life that was part of both of them, growing inside of her. The idea of it was overwhelming, but at the same time, it was... incredible.

He stood up quietly, not wanting to disturb her, and walked over to the tall windows of his condo. The rain had started falling harder now, streaking down the glass in long, steady lines. The soft pitter-patter of raindrops against the windows was usually a soothing sound, but tonight it only mirrored the chaos inside his head.

How had they gotten here? He wasn't the type to be careless, and Sadira wasn't either. But the reality was, they had both gotten caught up. The passion between them was always so intense, so consuming, that everything else just faded into the background. He didn't feel like he had trapped her, and he knew she didn't feel that way either. They had simply let themselves get lost in the moment, over and over again, without really thinking about what could happen. They were adults, fully aware of the risks, but somehow, they hadn't been careful.

He let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. It wasn't like him to be this reckless, but at the same time, he couldn't bring himself to regret it. How could he? He loved Sadira. He loved her so much that sometimes it scared him. And now, the idea of having a child with her, of creating a life together, didn't feel like a mistake. It felt like a blessing.

He glanced back at her, still sleeping soundly in the bed, her chest rising and falling in rhythm with her soft breaths. God, she had looked so heartbroken earlier, apologizing over and over, tears streaming down her face as she confessed that she had lied. Davis's chest tightened at the memory. She had been so afraid, so convinced that he would be upset with her for not telling him the truth right away. But how could he ever be mad at her for that? He understood why she had been scared. Hell, he was still trying to wrap his head around it himself.

But what hurt the most was seeing her so vulnerable, so filled with guilt for something that wasn't her fault. She had been trying to protect him, trying to figure out how to handle this life-altering news on her own. And that broke his heart. He hated that she had felt the need to lie to him, even for a moment. He hated that she had been carrying this weight on her own, when all he ever wanted was to be there for her, to support her no matter what.

Davis ran a hand through his hair, sighing as he tried to calm the emotions swirling inside him. A kid. He still couldn't believe it. It was such a huge responsibility, something he had never really thought about before. He wasn't the type to plan things like that out, but now that it was happening, he realized just how much it meant to him.

He had always wanted a family, but he had never allowed himself to dwell on the thought for too long. His career as a lawyer had always been his main focus, and relationships... well, they had never really worked out for him. Until Sadira. She had changed everything. She made him believe in love again, made him want things he hadn't even realized he was missing.

And now, they were going to have a family.

He could picture it so clearly in his mind now-their child, a perfect mix of both of them. Maybe they'd have Sadira's smile, her soft eyes, or his determination and drive. He smiled at the thought, the idea of them becoming a family filling him with a sense of warmth and purpose he hadn't expected.

But then there was the fear. Davis wasn't stupid. He knew that raising a child wasn't easy. It was a huge responsibility, one that came with challenges and sacrifices. He had seen enough families in his line of work to know that. And with both of them having demanding careers, how were they going to balance it all? How would they make sure their child had everything they needed while still maintaining their own relationship?

His mind raced through a thousand questions, each one piling on top of the other. But then he took a deep breath, grounding himself. He knew that no matter what challenges came their way, they would figure it out. They always did. That's what made their relationship so strong. They faced things head-on, together. And this would be no different.

Davis walked back to the bed and sat down beside Sadira again, watching her sleep. She looked so peaceful now, and he was grateful for that. He didn't want her to worry, didn't want her to feel like she had to bear this burden alone anymore. They were a team, and together they could handle anything.

He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, his heart swelling with love for her. He couldn't wait to tell her how he felt in the morning, to reassure her that everything was going to be okay. That they were going to be okay.

For now, though, he would let her rest. She needed it. And as much as his mind was still racing, filled with thoughts of the future, he felt a deep sense of calm settling in.

He loved her, and now they were going to have a child together. It was scary, yes, but it was also the most beautiful thing he could imagine.

"Wow," Davis whispered to himself, smiling as he brushed his hand softly over Sadira's shoulder. "A kid... Our kid."

As the rain continued to fall outside, Davis lay down beside her, pulling her close. His mind was still in shock, but beneath it all, there was a quiet excitement growing in his chest. This was their future now, and he couldn't wait to embrace it.