Page 47 of Doctor's Surprise Twins

I lace my fingers into her hair and pull her away. “Fuck me,” I curse. “Pull down your pants and bend over my desk,” I demand, both of us standing.

She does what I ask, and she does it quickly. She pulls down her pants and panties and bends over my desk until her chest is against the top. I grab ahold of my dick and guide it through her folds. She’s still wet from our time in the supply room, so I easily rock into her. Her walls tighten around me, and my eyes fall closed. “Yes, that’s it,” I breathe, grinding against her.

I tighten my hold on her hips and fuck her hard and fast. Within minutes, we’re both shattering. I slow to a stop, not backing out as I work to get a handle on myself. The minute I can move my body again, I take a step back and pull out. I tuck myself away in my pants and help her stand. Then I squat down and put her panties in place before doing the same withher scrub bottoms. I lean in, kissing her stomach once she’s fully covered and her top falls back into place.

From my place on my knees, I look up and meet her eyes. That’s when I see the look of stress, worry, and fear.

“I’m pregnant.”

“Did you hear what I said, Ethan?” Amelia says. “I’m pregnant. We’re going to have a baby! Can you believe it?” She’s all smiles. Her eyes are even sparkling as she jumps up.

I snap out of my daze just in time to catch her. Her legs wrap around my hips, and her arms wind around my neck. She hugs me. I can feel her love and excitement, but I can also feel all my worry, confusion, and regret.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. I agreed to try, but I never thought it would happen. I thought I was just placating her. I thought I’d pretend to try and care while not changing anything. I know it’s wrong to lie, but I thought I was saving my marriage. Now I see that the only thing I’ve done is end it.

“Can you believe it? We’re going to be parents,” she breathes.

My heart is racing so fast that it feels like it could explode. My lungs are burning for air, but I’m breathing, aren’t I? My head begins to swim as dizziness takes over. Fuck, maybe I’m not breathing. I shuffle to the side, and she’s quick to release me.

“Whoa, are you okay?” she asks, grabbing hold of my arm to steady me.

“I’m fine.” It’s the only words I’ve been able to get out. I didn’t have a response when she told me the news. I haven’t uttered a word, and the ones I finally get out are a lie. I’m not fine. I’m pissed off. I’m hurt. I’m scared. And I did this to myself. I don’t know what to say, I just know that I have to be careful. I need space. I need to get away. I need time to process this. “I’m sorry. I just need some time,” I tell her, running from the kitchen. I move down the hallway and into my home office. Ishut the door behind me before rushing over to the drink cart in the corner. My hand is shaking so much that the glass decanter clinks against the glass as I pour myself a shot. I throw back the liquid, not tasting it or even feeling the burn. I pour another, doing the same. I move to pour a third and then say fuck it and take the decanter to my desk with me. I’ll drink straight out of the bottle.

I push the button on the remote, and the fire comes to life in the fireplace behind my desk. I turn in my chair to watch the flames, knowing I won’t get any work done even if I try to make myself.

I wonder how pissed she is at me right now. Months of trying for a baby, she finally gets pregnant. She’s probably been dreaming about the moment she comes to me with the news, and I bet this isn’t the reaction she expected. I ruined this night for her. I feel guilty about that, but then again, I don’t. I might have ruined the night, but she’s ruined my life.

I guess there’s always the chance that everything could turn out fine, but I know that won’t happen. I can feel it in my gut. I feel it like a blind man can feel the wind. I know how this ends, and now, I don’t know how to stop it. I know there’s no way she’ll terminate the pregnancy. Fuck… How could she do this to us?

“Ethan? Did you hear me?” Ally’s brows lift. “I’m pregnant,” she says again.

I stumble back and stand, turning away.

“I know how you feel about this. I know it wasn’t planned.”

“How?” is all I can say when I turn to face her.

“How?”

“How did you get pregnant? We had that talk for a reason! You know I didn’t want this.”

Her brows draw together, causing a line to form between them. Anger is etched around her eyes, but there’s a softnessabout them, too. My reaction is clearly upsetting to her. “I was a virgin the first time we slept together, Ethan. I wasn’t on birth control. There was no need to be,” she reminds me. “I started it soon after, but I guess the damage had already been done.” She crosses her arms.

“What the fuck,” falls from my lips so softly that I’m not sure if she heard. “What are we going to do?”

“I… I don’t know,” she admits, her eyes falling to the floor.

“Forget the fact that neither of us knows what this is between us, to begin with, what about the hospital? What do you think will happen when they find out that you’re pregnant? And that I’m the father?” My eyes widen when I think about all the ways I’ve fucked up.

“They won’t find out you’re the father.”

“You’re having a child, Ally. They’re going to know. All it takes is for the lady who does the birth certificate to tell one person, and the whole thing spreads like wildfire.”

“Then I won’t put your name on it.”

I shake my head. “I can’t believe this.” I grab my jacket and pull it on. “We agreed to three things,” I say, opening my desk drawer and grabbing my keys. “Don’t fall in love.” I hold up one finger. “Don’t expect marriage.” I hold up two fingers. “And no kids.” I hold up three fingers now. “Three things, and you couldn’t even give me those.” My hand falls to my side, and I shake my head as I turn and push my way out the door.

How the fuck am I going to fix this?

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