Page 192 of Morally Corrupt

I stare at him some more, somehow unable to believe what I’m hearing.

Adrian, my Adrian, messed with my birth control? This sweet man? The same Adrian who’s always been nothing but gentle and cautious?

“Are you mad?” He asks after a moment.

“Mad? I’m fuming!” I tell him.

He appears stricken at my words.

“You… are?”

“You’re telling me you messed with my birth control on purpose and that now I am pregnant?”

“Well, yes.”

“You got me pregnant on purpose?”

“Yes.”

“God damn it, Adrian!” I burst out.

“Now, B?—”

“I can’t believe it took you this long to get on my level. Really, I didn’t think you’d ever do it.”

“W-what?” He blinks in confusion.

I roll my eyes.

“Let’s face it, if the roles were reversed, I would have knocked you up the first chance I got,” I tell him matter-of-factly.

“You would have what?” He croaks.

“I would have put a baby in your belly the first time we slept together. Just to make sure you’re mine. God, I can’t believe it took you this long to do it. Man…” I shake my head as I wipe the moisture away from my eyes. “Well, better later than never. I’m proud of you.”

“So just for the record. You are not mad?”

“I’m mad you waited this long to do it. Haven’t I given you enough signs?”

“You…have?”

I shake my head. Men.

“Well, I am glad you finally decided to use a little trickery. Though is it really trickery if I wanted you to do it?” I muse aloud.

“You’re strange.” He chuckles.

“Says the man who messed with my birth control.”

“Yeah, well, your brand of strangeness is contagious. Consider me infected.”

“That is good.” I nod. “But fair warning. I get the naming rights for my offspring.”

“Our offspring,” he corrects.

“You’re lucky I love you. I don’t usually like to share.”

“I know.” He smiles. “I am glad you’ve decided to share our offspring with me.”

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