Crush on my boss

Chapter 8

I nervously looked at the test results. Not pregnant. I breathed a huge sigh of relief as I texted Sam.
"I'm not pregnant Sam so we're in the clear." I messaged him quickly.
"That's a good thing right?" He replied back.
"Of course it is Sam. Neither of us really want a child, let's be honest." I texted back.

I threw my phone on the bed and quickly got showered, dressed, brushed my hair and teeth and I threw my phone and keys in my bag before setting off for work. I arrived at work only to discover that she didn't actually need me that day. Well, she could have at least let me know.
"I've had a conversation with Isabelle about school and I've decided she can go to school. If she doesn't like it, she has to let me know though. I know it's not ideal but I may still need you sometimes at the weekend if I have to work though." Her mum told me.
"Yeah ok that's fine. Just let me know when you need me." I replied before getting back in my car and driving home.

I messaged Sam and asked if he was free. He replied almost straight away. I know he's a quick texter but I've literally just sent that message.
"Why? You up for round two?" He replied.
"No.. I just thought we could hang out." I messaged back.
"Yeah.. hang out 😉. We can hang out with our clothes off." He put back.

I stopped texting him and decided to phone him instead. Damn you Dalton, why do you make me feel the way I do?
"Hiya boo-bear." I smirked, teasing him because I know that name annoys him.
"Urgh don't, she used to call me that." He groaned loudly.
"I know that's why it's fun to call you it." I teased him.
"Shut up and get your ass over to my house. There's someone here I want you to meet." He told me.
"Say please Mr. Dalton." I answered.
"Please Ella." He replied.
"How badly do you want me to come over? Are you hard for me Sam?" I teased him.
"Yes, just like I imagine you're wet for me. Seriously though, there is someone here I want you to meet." He repeated.
"Alright, I'm on my way. This better be worth it though." I answered firmly.
"It is I promise." He added.

I got in my car and drove to Sam's penthouse. Who was this mysterious person he was adamant that I meet? I got my answer soon enough.
"Ella, this is my brother Robin." Sam smiled, introducing me to Robin.
"Oh he's the person who stole your company. You got me over here for this?" I sighed loudly, rolling my eyes and making my way out of the door.
"I didn't steal anything young lady! He messed it up for himself." Robin glared at me threateningly.
"You don't scare me you know. I can more than stand up for myself!" I glared back at him.
"Yeah I know, I've heard about your little temper tantrums. The twins probably have more maturity than you!" He shouted back.
"That's enough Robin! Don't you DARE speak to her like that! Now get out!" Sam shouted, pushing Robin out of the door and locking it behind him.
"Thanks Sam but I'm not intimidated by him. I can look out for myself." I smiled, cuddling into him.
"I know you can but he's not speaking to you in that tone of voice. Not in my house." He replied.
"Do you mind if I just go and urgh..." I started to tell him, rushing into one of the many bathrooms and puking in the toilet really quickly.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked me gently, pulling my hair back and rubbing my back.
"Yeah.. it's probably just.. urgh.. something I ate." I replied puking in the toilet again.
"Are you absolutely sure you're not pregnant?" Sam questioned me.
"I took two tests and they both said no." I answered, standing up and wiping my mouth, flushing the toilet and washing my hands.
"They can be wrong sometimes you know." He sighed, sitting down on the edge of the bath.
"Don't say that." I groaned loudly.
"Listen, why don't you go and make yourself comfortable in the living room? Get a drink and watch tv or something. I'll go out and buy a test and we can go through it together? If you are pregnant after all, this is my fault as well." He suggested gently.
"Yeah that would be good actually. Are you sure you don't mind?" I answered quietly.
"Of course not. Go make yourself comfortable and I'll be back soon." He smiled, kissing my head and making his way to the chemist.

He came back half an hour later and I'd been sick approximately ten times. I couldn't be pregnant could I? I mean there is a possibility because my period ended two weeks ago and we didn't use a condom during sex.
"Ella?" Sam called out.
"I'm in the.. urgh.. bathroom." I called out.
"Which one?" He answered.
"Near the.. urghhhh.. bedroom where I used to sleep." I replied.
He came in two seconds later. I didn't see him at first because I had my head bunched over the toilet seat.
"I got it Ella. I'll leave it on the side of the sink for you." He spoke to me before leaving the bathroom.
"Thanks." I replied, puking again.

I took the test, put the cap on the end of it and went to sit in the living room. I placed the test on the table in front of the sofa.
"How long does it take for the results?" Sam spoke up quietly.
"Around three minutes." I replied staring into space.
"Whatever happens, I'll be here Ella, I need you to know that." Sam told me comfortingly.
"I know." I sighed resting my head on his shoulder.

Three minutes later, I got Sam to look at the test because I couldn't bare to. He didn't even have to say a word, I could tell by the expression on his face. I'm pregnant and will probably end up being a single mother. Sam says he's going to stick around but is he going to want to when it comes to sleepless nights, nappy changes, bottle feeds etc. Oh and what about the twins? They're going to have a half brother or sister. Oh my God, what the hell have we done?!