Addicted Damien (Sartori #1)

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Pregnant

Not afflicted with mental distress, agitation, delirium or hysteria of the possibility that I was pregnant, I preferred myself to remain calm and wait.

It had been three days since Damien went all panicking, emasculated about the thought that I was sick and needed, required a medical attention. That's what he named it. Everything went on urgent and Damien was so persistent to call three ob-gyn, as soon as possible, when another tornado of nausea had blown what little strength I had. Luckily, I did not lose my conscious, still wide awake and insisted to open my heavy eyelids to look after Damien. Instead of he look after me, it happened otherwise.

Eventually, Anastasia and I had managed to stop him and his brothers to call anywho, an expert and well experience physician that specializes in obstetrics and gynecology to check on me, and also Anastasia since Drugo wanted to assure her health too when she kept on turning and pushing foods away. She was so hypercritical and persnickety on choosing what food her intestine would like to digest.

During the argument whether they would call a doctor or not, I wanted to roll my eyes so much and stick my tongue out, but the would be so childish. Three ob-gyn were not necessary, and what if what I was feeling did not really have connections with lovemaking in the pool or such as pregnancy? That would be embarrassing, if Damien was expecting. I had made myself believe that what happened was just the late or after effect of stomachache, perhaps.

But I regretted thinking about it so, when during that three days, without having an appointment with a doctor, morning sickness came on ruining my sleep early in the morning, every morning.

And I had kept it discreetly.

Snuggling closer to the source of comfortable warmth beside me on the bed, as my eyes remained close, I inhaled the masculine scent of the hard form with rippling muscles as its protective arms wrapped around my small waist even tighter but enough to let me breathe normally, with our legs entangled under the duvet, slowly I drifted back to sleep.

Medyo nagiging komportable na rin ako at wala nang pakialam kong nakahubad man itong katabi ko.

Pero sa kasamaang palad, makakatulog na sana ako ulit nang naramdaman ko na naman iyong pakiramdam na parang kailangan kong dumuwal.

Mapipigilan ko pa ito ng ilang minuto bago tuluyang kusang aakyat sa lalamunan ko ang kung ano ma'ng mailalabas ko.

Hurriedly, but painfully in a slow pace to prevent from waking the giant of a man beside me, I leant my elbows against the mattress of the bed on both of my sides to push my heavy body up in a sitting position. Not actually heavy, Damien's arm secured around my small waist added my weight.

Indeed, the exigency of nausea needed to be out as urgent as it was.

But I paled when Damien's arms just tautened and stretched to reach more of my small waist and dragged my body even closer to him that made my back slumped down the bed before he brought his face against the side corner of my neck, burying his nose to the hollow part that became his new favourite spot. His eyes remained close, but I knew that I had awakened him.

"U-Ugh, Damien, iihi lang muna ako," my morning voice had turned out hoarse.

"Hm..." he moaned before murmuring. "Tabihan mo agad ako pagkatapos." Voice was so husky and sexy.

Ang demanding talaga, pero tumango ako upang mas mapadali na lamang ang pag-uusap namin at hayaan niya na akong umalis kahit limang minuto lang.

"Oo..." I bit my lip when I felt his arms around me loosened, the warmth was fading and I found myself in need of it, mayhap after I got rid of this morning sickness, I would feel the tepidity of his body again, and that was when I decided to award him a soft kiss on his cheeks whilst his eyes still closed. "M-Matulog ka na ulit."