Dangerous Desires

12

"Wait, I do need to talk to you about something," I spoke quietly. He stopped kissing my neck and pulled away slightly so he could look at me, a hint of confusion on his face as he listened to me speak. He looked at me, his hands still moving over my back and caressing me gently while he waited for me to speak. "Inside..." I took his arm and went to the front door.

He was still confused by my sudden request to go inside and talk, but he still cooperated and followed me with no resistance or argument.

After we both were settled down in the living room, I took a deep breath "After the first week, I started to feel unwell so I went to the doctor's and they found out... I'm pregnant. To be exact, one month," I said slowly.

He looked at me, a mix of shock and disbelief on his face as he processed what I had just said. His mind was slowly trying to catch up with the news he had just received. He remained silent for several moments, his mind still trying to wrap around the news I had just given him. After a few minutes, he managed to speak, his voice soft and quiet. "You're...pregnant..."

"Yeah, I am. And it is yours... you're the only person I have had sex with," I said gently.

He listened silently as I confirmed that I was indeed pregnant and that the baby was his. It was like a mix of emotions and thoughts were swirling around in his head. He looked at me, his eyes still processing what he had just heard. "I'm...going to be a father..."

The reality of what was happening slowly started to sink in on him, he was going to be a father. All kinds of thoughts and emotions started to rush through his mind, a mixture of worry, joy, and excitement. He then spoke again, his voice still soft and quiet, but with a hint of excitement in it. "We're... going to have a baby..."

He looked at the ultrasound picture I handed him, his eyes widening slowly as he looked at the image of the baby growing inside of me. His heart was beating fast in his chest as the reality of the situation slowly began to sink in. He was going to be a father, and it was starting to settle into his mind. He then spoke quietly. "Is...is that really our baby...?"

"It is," I smiled softly.

He carefully held onto the ultrasound picture tightly as he looked at it still in disbelief. His mind was still trying to process the thought that he was going to be a father, that I was pregnant with his baby. It was a reality that he had never anticipated yet it still felt so right. He then spoke again, unable to keep the hint of excitement in his voice. "Can...can I...?"

"Can you what?" I asked gently.

"Yeah of course," I spoke faintly, he watched as I lifted my shirt, the sight of my exposed belly making his heart race. He then gently reached out and placed his hand on my belly, his touch was soft and gentle, almost as if he was afraid of hurting me.

"The baby is the size of a pea right now, so there won't be any motions from the baby anytime soon, nearer to the future," I spoke to him softly.

He nodded in understanding, his hand still resting on my belly as he silently marvelled at the fact that his baby was growing inside of me. He then spoke quietly. "That's... incredible..."

He continued to look at my belly, his hand gently caressing it, his mind still trying to wrap around the fact that he was going to be a father. After several moments, he spoke again, his voice still filled with awe. "I... still can't believe this is happening. I'm going to be a father... I'm going to have a baby... with you..."

"I am happy but exhausted," I said gently. He nodded in understanding as I spoke, he knew that pregnancy could cause exhaustion.

His hand still caressed my belly gently, his eyes still looking at it with awe and wonder. He then spoke, his voice still soft and quiet. "I'm happy too, but I'm also worried. I want to make sure you're alright, that everything goes smoothly..."

He continued to caress my belly gently, his mind filled with both happiness at the idea of being a father, as well as worry at the uncertainty of the future. He then spoke again quietly. "Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? I want to do whatever I can to help you through this."

"I'm okay for now," I replied, he nodded slowly in response to my reply, his hand still caressing my belly softly. He watched as I lay back on the couch, his heart still beating rapidly in his chest. He spoke quietly. "Are...are you tired? Should you lie down for a bit...?"

"I'm just resting back that's all," I replied.

He continued to gently caress my belly with his hand, the feel of my skin against his providing a sense of comfort. He spoke gently. "Do you want me to get you anything? Something to eat, or drink...?"

"I was going to ask for some food, but you only just came back,".

He responded quickly. "You need to eat. You're feeding a baby, you need to make sure you're properly nourished."

"I know but I'm only craving like paella," I responded.

He responded quietly. "Is that all you're craving? Just Paella?"

I nodded and he spoke gently. "Alright, I'll make you some Paella then. Just give me a moment." He slowly got up from where he was sitting next to me on the couch, his hand leaving my belly as he stood up.

He walked towards the kitchen, his mind still swirling with the news of my pregnancy and the thought of having a baby. He tried to shake off the thoughts and focus on making the Paella as I had requested, knowing that I needed to feed the baby growing inside of me. He started to gather the necessary ingredients and began to cook, trying his best to make it like I liked.