“I want to watch you,” said Sergio, who stood in front of the closed bathroom door, his arms crossed in front of him. His penis was erect, and I couldn’t help but gaze at the full size of it.
“Fine, you’ll just get disgusted,” I said, sitting on the toilet naked from my shower. I pretended he wasn’t there as I placed the stick under the stream of my pee. He took the stick from me and placed the cap over it. “It looks like you’ve done this before.”
“I’ve read the instructions,” he said shortly, placing the stick on the sink as I wiped myself. “We’ll leave it here until the timer goes off.”
“Fine by me,” I said. “I don’t even want to look at it.”
I washed my hands and proceeded to look for an extra towel for him as we entered my room. Handing him a towel, I wondered if I was really pregnant. I had the innate feeling at the cliff, but maybe it was just my imagination. I put on a fresh pair of underwear, jeans, and a shirt after applying lotion. I turned to see him dressed in just his pants.
He was shirtless, and he looked hot as fuck standing like that in the middle of my room. If he walked out like that, my mom would definitely know something was up.
“Yeah, I know,” he said, looking down at bare chest. “I mainly showered with you, just so I can touch you before I leave.”
I smiled at his confession as I sat on my bed cross-legged. I was hungry as hell, and the smell of my mom’s cooking made my stomach growl. Suddenly, the timer went off, and my appetite took a nose-dive.
“You can look at it first,” I said.
He went into the bathroom, and I watched him pick it up. I looked away so I didn’t see what his facial expression would reveal. Then when I saw him kneel before me on the edge of the bed, I was freaking out.
My heart thundered in my ears, and my hands shook as he silently handed me the test while kissing my belly. There was a big blue plus sign clear as day on it.
“You’re pregnant,” he growled.
“It must be a mistake,” I said, panicking as the test dropped to the floor because my hands were shaking so much. It was like a thunderbolt crashed through the sky, the news shaking me to the core.
“Not at all,” said Sergio. “Why are you so scared, Liv?”
“I never imagined getting pregnant,” I said. “I wanted to have a baby with a pack who cares about me.”
“And you have that,” said Sergio, looking at me with warmth in his eyes. “How about we go on a lunch date tomorrow with my pack?”
“I know you feel obligated, but I can take care of myself and the baby,” I said. “Seriously.”
“Even if you weren’t pregnant, I want you,” he said. “Believe it or not, I can’t bear to even leave you right now. How about that lunch date?”
“Fine,” I said, sighing.
Then I looked at his face and smiled. A realization settled inside me when I looked into his eyes. He would do anything for me, and warmth poured into my soul. Leaning down, I grasped his face and kissed him, to his shock.
“Hm, what was that for?” he asked with a grin.
“I just felt like it,” I said. “A burst of…of love, I guess.”
He breathed deeply, raising himself onto my bed and pulling me into a hug. I could feel his chest puffing proudly beneath me as he absorbed my scent around us.
“I love you, Liv. More than you’ll ever know.”
Tears burned at my eyes and slid down my cheeks as I cuddled into his warmth. Then I smelt his shirt.
“I love you too, Serg, but you need to go before my mom freaks out,” I said, pulling away. His eyes danced with amusement at my words.
“Alright, alright,” he said, lifting his hands. “I’m going to head out now. I’ll see you tomorrow, love.”
When he left my bedroom, I sat there for a moment, listening to him talking to my mom. I sat there for a moment, thinking about how I nearly killed myself yesterday, and if Sergio hadn’t caught me, I wouldn’t be here. I took deep breaths to calm my panicked breathing.
Maybe I needed some help.
The next day,I couldn’t believe I was sitting in group therapy for traumatized omegas.