1 month after the club experience
I stood at the bathroom sink leaning forward and staring at the mirror. I will kill whoever called being pregnant a wonderful feeling. Maybe having the baby is nice but carrying it is a hell of a nightmare. I feel nauseous and ready to vomit at the slightest provocation. This is worse than the flu, and sadly its not ending anytime soon.
I had called Lucas earlier to inform him of the news, but as expected he had denied being responsible." I never went in bare and you know it. You put it on" He snapped.
" Luc, condoms do break"
"Not mine." " what about your husband, I saw your ring. Couldn't he had been responsible?"
"My husband hasn't made love to me in months" " why do you think you had me on a platter of gold?"
"You can say what ever you like Amelia, but I am not claiming responsibility for that thing in you. You better find a solution " he had hunged up.
Well , Jacob will have to father this child. I'll look for a way to have sex with him.
"Father whose child?"
I was startled. I turned and found Jacob standing at the door post. He had heard me.
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