Loves Deception

Chapter 40

Layla awoke like clockwork to the pressure in her lower belly. Her bladder was demanding to be released. She groaned and tried to roll over but connected with something hard. A hand snaked out and pulled her back against it. She stiffened. What the hell? She jerked her head around and into the hooded eyes of Xavier. “Where do think you’re going?” he whispered huskily while tightening his grip around her belly. She groaned again.

After their lunch he'd walked her back to her building and promised to pick her up after work. When they got home they ate a nice quiet dinner. She had a feeling he was leading up to something and she was right. After the dishes were done he'd joined her on the couch and they sat silently watching TV. After a couple of minutes he casually brought up her appointment...and Ethan. They'd ended up getting into a heated argument because he felt disrespected. He had put his foot down and told her of the "boundaries" he'd set and she flew off the handle. By the time they'd exhausted themselves arguing, she was crying and he was apologizing. She'd went to bed frustrated and horny but she couldn't tell him that because she was still angry at him.   

“If you keep squeezing me so damn tight I won’t be going anywhere. I’ll pee on you right here!” she spat. Xavier’s voice rumbled low as he chuckled, running a hand slowly across her belly and nuzzling her neck. He stared down at her lovingly and she almost whispered "I love you." She wanted to melt right into him, share the experience with him but her nagging anger wouldn’t let her. Not yet. “Xavier! Get off of me before I wet the bed.” She tried to sound angry but she was slowly fizzling as he kept stroking her stomach and kissing at her ear. He sighed and un- wrapped his limbs from around her.

She scooted on her back to the edge of the bed and carefully swung her short legs to the floor, hoisting herself up into a sitting position, wincing. “God, why do I wait til my bladder is about to burst to get up.” Thankfully the little peanut was sound asleep or she really would have wet herself if it kicked her. She stood slowly, swinging her lower body out first then straightening the top. She grabbed her lower back and waddled across the carpet to the darkened room. “Need any assistance?” Xavier called after her teasingly. “Kiss my ass!” she growled and he groaned. She didn’t have to look to know that he was watching her  ass jiggle in her lace boyshorts.

As she emptied out her bladder she couldn’t stop her mind from running. She knew she had to get up in about three more hours to go to work but she needed to get some straightening. The old abadge of letting sleeping dogs lie was so not gonna happen tonight! She washed her hands and exited the bathroom to find Xavier sitting up in bed waiting for her. He flipped the covers back and patted her spot. “Still warm” He joked and she scowled. “I remember clearly telling you to sleep on the couch. When did you get in my bed?" She folded her arms, refusing to get back in the bed. He chuckled. “Right after you fell asleep. And I may have listened to you, had you not wiggled your ass into me and fell asleep in my arms” He winked. She huffed. “I did not! I had no clue you were in my bed!” “Uh huh” He smirked and patted the bed again. “Come on, your spots turning cold.” He grumbled.

 She wanted to scream at the way he was acting so nonchalant. She took a calming breath. “For the last time Xavier get on the couch. You think you can just come up in here making demands and dictating my life!” She harrumphed, placing a hand on her hip. Xavier sighed and slid under the covers. “Baby come back to bed. Let’s not do this at three in the morning.” He held out his hand. She stomped over to the bed and swatted at him. “No, let’s do this now Xavier! I still have some stuff on my chest so get your ass up and listen! You show up here three weeks after I fly all the way to Atlanta to see you and tell you I’m pregnant! No phone call or text from you and then you show up like surprise! I’m moving in? Seriously? Its been almost two weeks since you've been here and you haven't even tried to explain yourself and that little “incident” with you and that mutt, Jessica! And not to mention you accuse me of being a whore and all but say I got pregnant intentionally! Looking at me like I was lying about birth control and then you had the nerve to ask if the baby is your's!” She stared crazily at him pacing back and forth. “You just better get your ass up now!” she threatened.