Crave

- TEN -

Kurt P.O.V.

Stacy was too sick to come to the phone. My mind kept replaying the conversation that I'd had with Gloria. What could possibly have Stacy so sick that she couldn't come to the phone? Gloria had hinted that it might be a good idea for me to schedule my visit sooner. So I went to work rearranging my schedule. Then I packed a small bag and was in my truck, headed to my woman, within an hour. It was a long drive, normally, but seemed even longer because I was worried about Stacy.

When I arrived at her apartment it was the middle of the night and I debated about what to do. I entered the elevator, still not sure. I didn't have a key to their apartment, but I didn't want to knock and scare the crap out of them either. I exited the elevator on the fourth floor and then stood in front of their apartment door, almost as if willing it to open. Shit, maybe I should just wait until morning. I could sleep in my truck or go to a nearby hotel. I couldn't stand the thought of Stacy being sick and me not being here though.

"Do you have x-ray vision or something or are you trying to will it to open?" Gloria suddenly asked from behind me.

I whirled around and glared at her. She was dressed for partying. Her best friend was sick and she went out partying? "What in the world? I thought Stacy meant more to you than that, but you left her to go out drinking?"

Gloria glared, "Don't start thinking you know anything about me, alright? I'd been hovering over her for hours and she kicked me out. She told me to go out. If this was a normal night, I wouldn't be home yet. But because I'm a good friend, I gave her a little alone time and now I'm back early to check on her."

"Fine. I'm sorry, alright. My mind has been running wild since I talked to you. What's wrong with her?" I asked, running a frustrated hand through my hair.

Gloria shook her head, "I'll let her tell you." Then she unlocked the door and motioned for me to go inside. I didn't need to be told twice and didn't pause on my way to Stacy's bedroom. I found her sound asleep, with her covers twisted this way and that. So she'd had a fitful sleep. I quickly kicked out of my shoes and pulled my jeans off, crawling into bed beside her. I didn't give a damn if what she had was contagious. I had to hold her.

A few short hours later, Stacy woke me by poking my chest. I opened my eyes and found her still looking tired, but none the worse for wear. She was glaring down at me, "You scared me, when I woke up to feel a man next to me. When did you get here? How are you here? Why?"

I yawned before saying, "I'm sorry that I scared you. I've only been here a couple hours. I didn't want to wake you with you being sick and all."

Stacy shook her head, "I'm guessing you talked to Gloria. What did she tell you about my...sickness?"

"Just that I should talk to you about it. What's going on? You're not going to tell me that you're dying, are you? I don't think I could survive news like that." I tell her, honestly.

She shook her head and tears pooled into her eyes, "No, I'm not dying, but, um...I'm not sure how to tell you this."

I took her hands, "Just tell me. Whatever it is, I'll be here with you, every step of the way."

"Kurt, I'm pregnant. I haven't been to the doctor yet, but I took like a million home pregnancy tests. I skipped a period, I've been throwing up everything I eat, I..."

I began to zone out, in a shocked daze. Stacy was pregnant. She was pregnant with my child. I was going to be a father. Shit. What the hell did I know about being a dad? My own dad was a horrible example. The only other father figure I had was Lucas's dad, but he died a long time ago. Shit. I lived seven hours away from Stacy. How in the world could we make this work? I'd want to go to all of the doctor appointments and then when the baby is born, I couldn't live hours away. I needed to be here.

I interrupted her rambling, "I'll sell my business and move here. I'll have it done within a couple weeks. I promise. You won't be in this alone."

Stacy's eyes went wide, "You'd do that for me? Wait, for me or for the baby?"

"For both of you. God, Stacy, don't you know that I'm completely, whole-heartedly in love with you? Being away from you this month has been pure hell." I tell her, cupping her face.

She began to cry again, "I love you too."

I smiled and then kissed her sweetly. When I lifted my head, I leaned my forehead against hers and told her, "I've made arrangements to stay a couple days. Make a doctor's appointment as soon as possible. We also have to tell your dad and Sheila now. I now you wanted to wait until we could figure things out, but our plans are different now."

Stacy nodded, "I know and, um, Kurt. Don't sell your business."

"What, why? I can't be there with you and the baby here." I insist.

Stacy nodded, "I know and it warms my heart that you'd be willing to do all of that, but before I even knew for sure that I was pregnant, I started tossing around the idea of moving myself. It wouldn't take me much to pick up and move, to be with you."

"You'd do that?" I asked, in wonder.

Stacy shrugged, "I love you."

I pulled her in to kiss her passionately. It quickly became heated, but I tried to reign things in, saying, "Babe, as much as I want to...you haven't been feeling well and I don't want to hurt you or the baby."

"Please, Kurt. I need you. I feel fine right now and you won't hurt us. I promise."

"Do you promise to tell me if anything starts hurting?" I insist.

She nodded, "I promise."

So I gently laid her down and striped her out of her clothing, before divesting myself of my own clothing and covered her body with my own. God, it had been too long. I'd missed her so damned much. The fact that I craved her like a drug had only increased with more intensity with the distance that had been between us. There was no distance between us now and I was loving every second of it. I was still a little uncertain about being a father, but with Stacy naked beneath me, I was able to focus on the now. I'd worry about being a good dad later. Right now, I wanted to make love to my woman.