Dawson's P.O.V.:
"You're going to be a daddy." I stutter. The words reluctantly fell out of my mouth. My mouth shut immediately shut afterwards, waiting for Jared's to fill the silence; but they didn't.
He stammered with wide eyes, trying to understand me. When he finally got the words out, they seemed flawlessly fitting, "We-We're going to be parents?"
I saw his eyes welt as the words came out. I reached out for his hands and smiled, feeling my eyes leak. Jared then begins to shed tears and puts his hands on mine.
"How far along?" He smiles through the tears.
I think about it for a second before answering, "8 months just about."
His eyes spike open, "You surely don't look it. Still as sexy as ever."
I blush, then laugh and wipe the tears away. The anger and confusion wasn't there anymore, all my anxiousness and embarrassment faded as soon as he said that we, we, were going to be parents.
The waiter comes back with our food and sets it down. We quickly eat and as soon as we finish, we're out walking around. Hand in hand, we trot around town talking about our family.
"When did you find out?" He asks, rubbing his thumb up and down my hand as he does.
Smiling, I move my head his direction, actually last week. Marie and I were shopping for. . ." Then I remember Derek, and what happened in the car. I battled myself in my head whether or not I needed to tell him right now, but I decided I needed to if I wanted this relationship.
"Shopping for what?" Jared asks.
I shuttered as I said, "Marie set a date up for me. I was still angry with you. " I look up at Jared, he didn't look mad, hurt, or sad. He looked understanding.
He nods, and takes me over to a bench on the sidewalk, "It's okay. I'm not upset." I softly smile and lean in to peck his cheek when he stops me, "Now its my turn to tell you something." He repeats me from earlier.
I look up at him, a little nervous. He exhales rather loud and says, "One of the girls on set invited me to coffee, and then her birthday. And there, it was. . . it got heated. I didn't do anything. I would never."
I couldn't lie, I was a little mad, but if he didn't do anything, there's nothing I could be mad about. I nodded and pecked his cheek, "I forgive you."
Jared smiles at me and hugs me. My head rested against his chest, and I heard his heart beat, the soft but demanding rhythm that kept him alive. I closed my eyes and just listened to the pulse. It calmed me, melted away the anger that I was holding again.
Jared broke the silence a minute later, "My place is open tonight if you'd like to rest there."
I remembered how cold, ugly my apartment had been last night. There was the eeriness of the dark, the sadness of the flowers, and the pitiful alarm clock. "I would love to."
***
We got to Jared's house in no time and then spent most of the afternoon in the living room. Jared had my hand in his, seemingly afraid that if he let go I would go away again. I wasn't I had no reason to leave this place right now.
Jared gets some snacks for us as we begin to talk about me moving back in, where the baby would go, names, stuff like that.
"Are you going back to your parent's to get your stuff?" He asked in a melancholy tone.
I nodded, "Eventually, not now. I can't travel this pregnant."
Jared chuckles, "You're barely showing. Its fucking nuts."
"You're telling me. I thought it was bloating because I had what I believed was the flu, but it turned out to be-" I smile as Jared nods.
"Morning sickness!" He says, shoving a handful popcorn in his mouth and throwing up his hands.
I laugh and take a bite of a watermelon ball. Jared puts his hands down and looks out the window at the Los Angeles sun set. God did I love this man. I was in love with him, everything about him. Even the parts that seemed impossible to like.
When he looked back at me, I smiled at him and said the words he waited 8 months to hear, "I love you."
Jared's already large smile grew ten times as big as he leaned in and grabbed my jaw. He smacked his lips on mine, and pulled me around the table and sat me in his lap. I rested one hand on his neck while the other ran through his brown hair. I grasped the tips and pulled a little, evoking a smile out of him, "Oh don't play dirty."
He winked at me and smashed his lips into mine again, running his hands under my jeans and over my bare ass. Jared slipped my jeans off as I inched my hips closer to him. He left me in my little black panties, and as he pulled me into him I felt his member, rock hard in his jeans. I lean back and see the impatience in his lust filled eyes.
I tore off his jacket and shirt then planted my lips on his again. He freed me from my shirt, kissing between my breasts and biting the skin around my nipples. "Oh Fuck, Jared!" I moan.
I redirect his lips on mine and our tongues dance together. I rip them apart and let my tongue trace his lips, then down his chin onto his jaw, and then his neck. I teethed the nap of his neck and left little purple marks. Jared chuckles and slapped my ass, "You know I have to shoot tomorrow, you naughty girl."
"Well what are you going to do about it?" I smirk, winking up at him, I began to kiss his chest and lined his sternum with my red lips. I slowly made my way down his lower abdomen, where I nipped at his skin. Jared let little moans escape his mouth as I crept closer and closer to his belt. When I hit his pants, I leaned down and kissed the bulge in his pants before undoing his belt buckle and sliding down his boxers to his ankles.
"Jesus Christ Dawson. " Jared breathes. I was killing him, the slow, torturous pleasure left him throbbing.
I smiled up at him, seeing his chest quickly rise and fall, his hands tied in his hair with his bottom lip stuck between his teeth. I began to kiss his shaft, leaving a few seconds before the next touch. He let out a pleasurable moan as my mouth wrapped around the top and slid down. I went again and again, going harder each motion. I traded my hand and rubbed his cock rough and quick. "Fucking hell, Oh God!" Jared yelled.
I let my tongue play around on his cock before I twisted my hand around and rubbed him faster. "God you're so, fuck!" He grabbed the couch as he released, and then panted and closed his eyes.
"I'm so what?" I giggle, I crawl towards him and lightly kiss him through the breaths.
Jared rests his hand on my jaw, "You're so fucking incredible." He reaches out and kisses me before pulling up his boxers and jeans and disappears into the bedroom. He grasps my hand and pulls me with him, "Now, its your turn."
