Dirty Game

“And I think I could throw up I’m so nervous.” She twisted her hands together.

I cocked my head. “What’s going on?”

“I-I … Blake, I swear I didn’t know when I left in August. And I want to talk about that. How we left things.”

“I fucked up. You fucked up. I can agree to that. But we can’t go through that again. We can’t.”

She shook her head. “I know. I feel it too. I’ve felt all of it. It’s about this pattern we have of hurting each other. I want it to stop. I need it to.”

I threaded my hands through her hair and pulled her toward me. “It will stop. I’m done. Come home with me. Be with me. Say it, Sierra. Say you’ll fucking end this pain. Tell me that it’s over.”

She took my hands from behind her head and lowered them over her breasts, down to her stomach. She planted her palms over mine.

Her eyes lifted to mine. and she was so damn beautiful I almost lost my breath.

“Blake, I’m having your baby.”

I heard it, but I didn’t know what she was saying. “What?”

“I’m pregnant. I took a test this morning. It’s yours. Your baby. Right here.” She held my hands to her belly.

“You are pregnant?”

She nodded. “I am.”

“Sierra.”

She had knocked the wind out of me as quickly as a linebacker.

“You’re completely sure?” I asked like a fucking idiot.

“I started not feeling well and I could bare

ly keep my eyes open. And I’m late. Extremely late, but I didn’t think it was possible. I brought the test with me.”

“I believe you. Of course I believe you.” I started to regain my senses.

“I didn’t know what you would say? How you would react. I don’t know if I should tell you I’m sorry. I just don’t know what to do.” Her voice cracked.

“Say you’re sorry? What are you talking about?”

“I told you I was on birth control. I don’t know how it happened. I didn’t even think I could get pregnant to be honest.”

“Why not?” I wasn’t following.

“I was sure after I lost the other baby that it couldn’t happen. That there was something wrong with me.” Her eyes lifted to mine. “But I am pregnant. And I had to tell you as soon as I found out. I couldn’t wait for you to answer the phone or find out some other way. I didn’t want you to think that I’d keep it from you again—ever.”

“No wonder your boobs look so incredible.” I cracked a smile as she hit me in the arm. “Sorry. But they do look fucking amazing, baby. Edible, really.” I tugged at her shirt, wanting to see more.

“I just told you I’m pregnant and you want to look at my breasts?”

“No, I want to do more than that to them.”

“But the talking … there’s a lot to talk about don’t you think?”

I crushed my lips into hers, sinking my tongue into her mouth with possession. Damn, this woman was mine. She always had been. And now my baby was inside her. I growled.

“You just told me I’m going to be a dad.” I broke away. “I don’t have words that can do that justice right now. Understand?”