"Amberley wake up!" Aziz tells me while shaking my shoulder. "I'm about to get Ethan in here," Aziz said warning me. I just turned over and faced away from Aziz trying to get some more sleep.
I heard Aziz walk over to the bathroom and start a bath. Thank god, more sleep, yay. I was about to fall back to sleep before the covers were aggressively pulled and strong arms pulling me up and over a shoulder. Damn it, Aziz!
He took me into the bathroom and sat me down on the counter. "Now we can do this the easy way, where you take a bath yourself, or we can do it the hard way, where I give you a bath and you're not gonna like it"
He's bluffing. He is all bark and no bite. I crossed my arms and just stared at him in the eyes, testing him, daring him.
He walked over and started to take off my shirt and shorts. What? No! He was bluffing! "You've been in my bed for four days. You need a bath and you're going to get one, one way or another." He says through his teeth. Even though he's acting tough he's just a big teddy bear.
I keep my arms crossed not caring. Many men saw me naked already. Not that I wanted them to but I'm used to being seen naked. I know it's a bad thing but he said the hard way, and how is giving me a bath going to be hard? If anything it's going to be relaxing.
He took off my bra and underwear before picking me up and putting me in the hot bath. "Ow!" I squeal from the hot water. Aziz ignored my cry of pain and put shampoo in his hand and started washing my hair. He did the same with the conditioner too. This feels good. Oh! His hair products smell nice too.
He then got the body wash and started scrubbing my body like there was dirt all over me. Oh, his body wash smells better. I basically just sat there smelling the body wash as he washed me.
"Why are you enjoying this?" Aziz asked raising an eyebrow. He sounded disappointed.
"I feel like a queen," I said laying back in the tub letting a giggle escape.
He lets out a sigh before standing up and opening a towel for me. I get out and he wraps it around me immediately. He walks into his bedroom and comes back with some skinny jeans and a purple over the shoulder shirt. I take it from him thanking him in the process before going and getting dressed.
When I got finished I walked out and found Aziz fixing his tie that was wrapped around his blue button-down shirt. "Where we going?" I asked going up and helping him with his tie.
"Your appointment. I have to stop by work and grab and drop off some papers, then get you some food because you're never hungry in the morning yet when I go somewhere you're hungry." He tells me. I giggle at the last part because I know it's true.
We walk downstairs and I smell something that was horrid. Walking into the kitchen and I see that Ethan is cooking eggs. I didn't even make it to the island before running to the bathroom and throwing up. I felt my hair being held up. I didn't even have to look behind me to know it was Aziz.
Another wave of nausea comes over me and I just throw it all up. I can feel Aziz run his fingers through my hair, trying to pull it up in a ponytail. "You okay Angel?" He asks as he rubs my back trying to keep my hair out of my face. I nod my head slowly and I get up.
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"Amberley?" A lady in red scrubs asks me after she opens a big door at the doctors. I quickly stand up and follow her through the halls and into a room that has a medical exam bed, a chair, and a weird machine with a monitor. "Go ahead and lay on the bed and the doctor will come shortly."
I sit down on the bed and Aziz day in the chair next to me. He placed his hand on my knee and I look over at him. "Lay down angel," He tells me and I lay back. He comes over and lifts up my shirt and placed a single kiss. My heart skipped a beat. I love it when he does that.
As if on cue the doctor comes in with a clipboard in his hands. "Good morning," He tells us sitting down on the rolling stool in front of the machine. He was an older man with a white beard in black scrubs. "Let's check on that baby of yours"
He puts some really cold blue jelly on my belly and picked up a stick thingy that looked like a microphone. He placed it on my belly before moving it around. "You're here a little late on appointments aren't ya?" He asks chucking a little.
"Yes sir, finding out was quite a surprise and the last few weeks we haven't been able to go so now was the best time," Aziz told him. Some of the days were crazy but some weren't, maybe we could have gone earlier.
"That's alright. As long as the baby is healthy" he says before stopping in one spot in my belly. "There it is" he mumbles
I look over to the screen to find an alien shaped baby in my stomach. It does look almost like a baby but not quite. "Ah, looks like it's actually growing at a really good rate," He says turning the screen more towards me so Aziz can see. "Would you like to find the sex of the baby?"
"You're able to find out so soon?" Aziz asks a little shocked. I could almost see the tears welled up in his eyes as they were glued to the screen. I just know he thinks this is his baby, even though it isn't.
"Yes, some mother's babies develop faster than others. And this baby right here is right where we want it to be." The doctor explains. "Who knows you may go into labor a little earlier too"
"Yes, we would love to know the baby's gender!" Aziz exclaimed very much excitedly.
"It's a boy," he tells us and Aziz just jumps out of the seat. literally!
The doctor wipes off the jelly from my belly and I sit up. "Congratulations Ms. Amberley and Mr. Greenwood" the doctor shakes both of our hands.
A boy. What would I name him? Would I be a good mother? Not a doubt Aziz would be the perfect father, I bet he's already thinking about names.
We walk out the doctor's office and I just have a huge grin on my face. A boy. I can't believe it. What am I going to name him? What should I name him?
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Saved By The Devil Himself
General FictionAmberley. That is me. I'm running away from my horrid house and father who abused me more than many could think of. Hopefully, I can be saved like those princesses in the books I read, but will the man who saves me really help me? Will he really sa...