Page 16 of A Deceitful Pact

“Good.” She breathes a sigh of relief.

“I guess the next thing we should discuss is how we do this.” Seeing her cheeks go rosy as she stumbles on her words makes my dick fuckin’ hard.

“Well, if you don’t know, then we should…”

“Of course, I know. What I meant was, do you want to go the traditional route or the more professional one?” She clears her voice and squirms in her seat while she waits for me to answer.

“I think that since we’re already familiar with each other, and for convenience, it would be better to do things traditionally. Probably more fun too.” I wink.

“Yeah.” She goes into a little trance. I notice the way her eyes are focusing on my lips and how her tongue slips out from her mouth so she can wet her own. “I mean if that's how you’d prefer.” She quickly snaps back to the moment and the very important terms she wants laid out.

“And there was you thinking I was getting nothing out of this.” I try to ease the tension, and it gets a laugh out of her, albeit a nervous one.

“When we decide we’re gonna start, I’ll come off my pill and start tracking my ovulation, there's a time frame when we should…You know, be active.”

“Sounds good.” I take in what she’s saying and nod my head.

“Naturally, I’m gonna have to ask that if you sleep with anyone else during the process, you use protection.” She fiddles with her fingers nervously, and I place my hand over hers.

“Goes without saying.” I could admit to her that I’ve been unable to think of sleeping with anyone but her since she’s been in town, and that despite all Beth Delaney’s efforts, I’m suffering with a serious case of blue balls, but I don’t. Some things are better left unsaid.

“We should have rules about how we are together, too. Like today, you shouldn’t have kissed me. It crosses a line.”

“So I’m allowed to put my cock in you but I’m not allowed to kiss you?” I raise my eyebrow to point out how stupid that sounds.

“Putting your… Insertion is essential to the cause, kissing is not. It’s too intimate.”

“No kissing,” I agree, wondering how the hell I’m gonna stick to that when all I’ve thought about for months is kissing her. Today, I lost all restraint, and I haven’t got a single regret for it.

“And one last time, I need to hear you say that you are fully aware that the baby will be mine. You have no rights or obligations.”

“No rights, no obligations, Riley. The kid’s all yours.” I spit on my hand and hold it out for her to shake, and she shocks me when she spits on her palm and takes a firm grip of mine.

“Cool, let's make a baby.” I stand up and look for the bedroom.

“Wait. We can’t start this now, I need to speak to a solicitor about getting that paperwork drawn up, and I’m still taking contraception.” She looks shocked.

“And where do you keep this contraception?” I ask.

“In the bathroom, why is that important?” She follows me when I head down her hallway to locate the bathroom.

“Sawyer, what are you doing?” She watches from the doorway as I start looking through her cabinet.

“I’m fixing the birth control situation,” I tell her, rummaging around to try and find her pills, they aren’t on the bathroom unit by her toothbrush.

“We’re not starting this now; we need to get the paperwork done, and there are things I need to take care of.”

“What kind of things?” I pause from my search and turn to face her.

“I…um…” She gets all flappy and hesitant, the way she always does when she’s about to lie. “Things that aren’t your concern.” She crosses her arms as if she’s mad, but I ignore her and get back to my mission.

“Sawyer, don’t you think we should have a cooling-off period?” She pulls on my arm, and when I see the shiny foil packet catch the corner of my eye, I quickly pull it out of her makeup bag before turning back around.

“Riley Hale, do you want to get pregnant?” I ask, holding her pills up between us.

“Yes, of course, I do, but–”

“Then stop coming up with excuses and let’s get to it.” She watches in shock as I head over to the toilet, lift the lid, and one by one pop each pill out of the foil so they fall to the bottom of it.