His Surprise Baby - His Secret Baby

I had wanted to do anal and I guessed Logan probably did, too, as he seemed to like fucking me in the ass as much as I liked to get fucked. We never got there, though.

I hadn’t gotten to his house until late and Kristen's drugs worked quicker than I imaged. Without really meaning to or in anyway planning it, Logan lay down next to me after we had both cum and we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Before I knew it, I heard Logan's alarm clock screaming in unearthly shriek, likely intentionally designed so that no mortal soul could possibly ignore it.

"Wake up; you have to go!" Logan said, shaking me roughly as though the alarm wouldn’t have woken me.

"Wha-" I started to ask.

"You have to go," he said, cutting me off, as he was picking up my bra from where it had landed and throwing it at me.

I was about to ask what was happening but he had run out of the room before I could. No sooner did I get my bra fastened than Logan returned with my panties, dress and shoes, all of which I had left in the parlor the night before. Throwing these on the bed, he turned his attention to getting his pants on and calling Timothy to tell him to bring the limo around.

As the limo headed to the road, I saw another one come in. It was a bit shorter than the one I was in, looking closer to a long sedan but with dark, probably bulletproof windows letting everyone know someone important was inside, without letting anyone see who they were.

And that was the pressing question running through my mind.

Who was coming to visit Logan?

Was it his girlfriend?

His wife? I wondered, with a lump in my throat.

I tried my best to process it all, not an easy task in my sleep addled state. In the end I just gave up and cried.

I didn’t know what was going on but I did know that I had been rushed out of his house and now someone else was being brought there.

How could I have been so stupid?Chapter Sixteen - LoganIt had only been a week and I already missed her.

I really didn’t understand at first.

Why would Kora be so sweet and then cut me off like that?

I'd never imaged she would sleep with me. I mean, literally sleep with me, like cuddled up warm all night, but we had and it was incredible. Especially in the morning, feeling her warmth against me, seeing the rising sun cast its ray though her hair. I had dreamt of it but never really thought it would come true.

And then it had.

Briefly.

Then she was gone, and at first I told myself it was just the way she normally acted, running away after we were intimate.

But then it hit me. I could have sworn that I actually heard music. Just one peek out from behind my ego, not an easy task considering the size of it sometimes, I knew exactly what I had done. Or, rather, what I hadn't.

I had really wanted to explain. Only looking back did I realize what a jerk I had been. I'd basically thrown her out after we had had awesome sex and literally slept together. To make matters worse, my manner of goodbye had many things in common with the infamous college break pool party many years ago.

Jesus, I had talked the way characters in cheesy action movies do about impending nuclear strikes from Russia or whoever the fuck we were fighting with at the time. Lengthy explanations really weren't in the cards right then. I had to get her out before my appointment.

No wonder she didn't want to talk to me. I really wished I could just take time to at least tell her what was going on. Who was coming. Surely there would have been time for that as I threw her clothes at her and pulled my pants on. But in the heat of the moment, I was just surprised I had fallen asleep the night before, and in a rush to get ready for the day.

Making matters worse, I think she might have seen the car come in. The big sedan that looked like a small limo, especially with the darkened windows. I couldn't even imagine who she might have thought was in there. Some hidden underworld figure, perhaps, or maybe even the wife that I didn't actually have.

I didn’t have anyone else since Kora and never had, ever since way back when. Since that night on the mountain, my sex life had really been all about her, pathetic as that fucking sounds, since there hadn’t been any of it between the pool party and now. Though, to be fair, she had no real way of knowing that.