“I have something to tell you as well that you don’t know,” I say, keeping a serious face.
He looks at me, backing up on the sofa slightly. I relish the moment.
Ethan Kane thinks he’s all that, does he? Thinks he’s so smart for pulling off this coup? Playing me?
Watch me make him crumble.
“I’m pregnant, Ethan,” I say to him softly. And then with a smile, “We’re pregnant.”
It takes literally a minute for the words to go from his ears to reflect in his eyes and then his face.
He smiles brightly. Then the smile transforms into a grin and there’s no stopping him – his arms are wrapped around me and he’s holding me close.
He’s hugging me. He’s kissing me. He’s kissing my neck. My earlobes. My face. My ears.
His cock is pushing into me.
“That’s fucking fantastic!” he says, pulling back. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” he asks.
I look at him as he asks again, “Why keep it a secret?”
Really?
I roll my eyes and shrug, using his own words. “I had to make a decision as to what was best for you. And for us,” I say.
He looks at me for a moment, digesting those words. And then he breaks out into a smirk.
“Alright then,” he says. “It’s going to be fun keeping you in line from now on.”
“Right back at ya, hun,” I tell him as we kiss.
Before long, his arms are pulling off my shirt and I’m undressing him.
It’s time to live freely. With the man I love.
For the first day of the rest of our lives.
Well, I guess I can do that.
157
Brittney
I’m finally free. Free from Simon, free from the shadows of my past. And, better yet, I found love. And we’re having a baby!
When I came to New York, ready to start a new life, I never expected I would ever be this happy. But then Ethan happened.
An hour after we just annihilated each other with the truth and realized how much we mean to each other, we’re back in Times Square, as Ethan finishes up the press conference.
And no, it doesn’t look awkward with me standing there next to him. I’m the leading lady of the new virtual world we’re creating, remember?
“Over the next several months, we’ll be rolling out the product to the widest number of people,” Ethan says. “Illicit Entertainment won’t rest until an I.E. is in every home in America.”
The press shout questions to him, but Ethan waves them off.
“Today was a matchup that showed that hard work and perseverance still count for something. I had a vision, and I worked to bring it a reality. It’s now time for me to enjoy the fruits of my labor. Thank you very much.”
The press frantically try to get in a question, but Ethan’s statement has been made. He’s done.