A while later, I'm just writing out the prescription for the dog when the bell on the front door rings. I look up and see Grayson walking into the clinic. I want to groan. I don't have the time or energy to deal with him right now. I wait for my client to leave before telling Grayson to “get out.” I busy myself with cleaning up the area, but I can feel Grayson smirking at me.
“I don't have to. You don't have your big strong firefighter here to protect you so there is nothing to stop me,” Grayson answers smugly.
I roll my eyes at him and try to ignore him. I walk away to throw something in the trash when it happens. The room starts spinning as my vision goes blurry. I'm running out of breath. I reach for the counter as I feel like I am falling sideways. I have never felt faint before.
When my vision recovers, Grayson is holding me up. “You almost blacked out,” he accuses. He helps me walk across the room and sit in my office chair. I breathe in and out a few times and avoid his gaze. “Are you pregnant?” he asks bluntly.
I can't stall or lie. “Yes,” I admit in a tiny voice as I look at the ground.
Grayson says nothing for a few seconds. With that, the office is absolutely quiet. All I can hear is the sound of my deep breaths.
“Well, you know what you have to do,” he finally says. I ignore him and keep breathing. “You have to come back with me. I mean, Kyst is a former movie star, after all. If you tell him he is going to assume that you only got pregnant because you are after his money.”
I stop breathing and look up at my ex with wide eyes. I forgot about Kyst’s past. What if Grayson is right? I’ll keep my fears to myself for now.
“I don't think that is true. I mean, Kyst is planning on helping me rebuild my house and my business. We have discussed it and started making plans,” I admit. I hide my smile at the memories.
“You do realize that if he really wanted to be in a relationship with you, he would ask you to stay with him instead of your own house,” Grayson points out. It's like he is hitting all my fears and concerns. “I think it would be best for the both of you if you moved out now. You don't want to start arguing about the baby or anything.”
I know I shouldn't let Grayson play on my worries like this, but what if he ends up being right? I make the decision not to tell Kyst anything about the pregnancy yet, just in case. You never know what can happen.
Chapter Sixteen - Kyst
It's late in the day, and I'm sitting in my office. The house feels quiet and empty without Mylah here. I look up at the clock on the wall. She must be swamped at the clinic today. On my desk are the plans we have made together for her new house and clinic. I must admit that they look great. Her clinic is going to be fantastic once it is built and completed with the latest upgrades.
There is something that bothers me, though. I have grown close to Mylah during her time here. I've enjoyed everything about her, including her company. She makes my house feel like a home. If she leaves, I know that all of these feelings are going to go away. I don't think I want that to happen. I don't want her to move out and leave me. The issue is deeper than that, though, like my feelings. I think I am falling in love with her. I have gotten to get to know her as a person. I love who she is.
The house is so quiet I hear the front door opening. I smile because Mylah is home. I get up and walk out of the office. I need to see her, so I hurry down the hall. She is putting away her purse and shoes. I startle her as I grab her hand and turn her to me.
“Hi!” she exclaims breathlessly. Her cheeks flush a little.
I pull her to me and put my hands around her waist as I kiss her. She kisses back with such enthusiasm that I start to get hard. I sink to the floor and pull her into my lap. As we kiss, our tongues meet and twist together. I pull off her blouse and cup her breasts through her bra.
We pull apart long enough to get my shirt off, then go back to kissing. I lay her back on the floor. Her legs spread, and I can feel her pelvic area rubbing against my thigh. I can't wait any longer. I reach down and pull off her pants. I can see her wetness leaking through her panties, so I pull those off too.