Page 26 of Curve Ball
“I’m pregnant.”
Everything stops.
Did she just say she’s pregnant?
“You’re—pre—” I lose the ability to speak. I just keep staring at her like she’s said the most terrifying yet amazing thing I’ve ever heard.
“Pregnant. The baby’s yours, Gael.”
Mine.
My baby.
Without thinking, I close the distance between us and pull her into my arms, pushing her hair from her face and press my lips to hers.
How can I be mad when the woman I’ve been dying to be with is telling me she’s pregnant with my child?
Adriana kisses me back with the same hungry passion, making up for the past few months we’ve been apart. I pull back and rest my forehead on hers. “Is this why you shut me out? You thought I wouldn’t want the baby?”
She sucks in a breath and whispers. “I thought you would end up not wanting me and the baby. I thought you would be just like someone from my past, so I got scared. And I hid from you.”
“Adri,” I press a kiss to her lips. “I’ve wanted you from the moment I met you. Then when I got a taste of you, I became a madman. I couldn’t get enough. When I made love to you, over and over that night, I knew you were it. You are it for me. Both of you.” I bring my hand to her stomach and hover, not touching her. “Can I?”
She rolls her eyes and nods.
“Hey now, I didn’t ask for any attitude, Mama.” Splaying my hand where my child grows, trying my best to hold it together.
“Esa mierda es gratis, Papi.”She laughs, resting her hand on top of mine. “I have an ultrasound tomorrow morning if you want to come with me to see the baby.”
If I want to come see the baby.
“Since you’ll be staying with me tonight, it’ll be really easy for us to just go together.” I whisper, wrapping my hand around the back of her neck, tilting her head up to look at me.
“Is that right?” She moans as I kiss her from her forehead to the tip of her nose and finally to her mouth, where she accepts me greedily.
“Yeah, that’s right, Mama. I have—” I pause and try to figure out how far along she is. “Four, almost five months’ worth of making love to you tocatch up on.”
“Making love, huh?” She quirks her eyebrow.
“Unless you want some freaky, nasty type of fucking? I can do that too.” I smirk.
“Both. God, I’m so horny. These pregnancy hormones are killing me.”
“Whatever my woman wants, she gets. Let’s go home.”
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ADRIANA
Following behind Gael has me running through everything in my mind. Did I want all of this to go down at my best friend’s gender reveal?
No.
But I’m glad that it’s now out in the open. No more hiding what’s going on, so it’s not smacking me in the face in twenty weeks.
A baby.Our baby.
The baby that he wants.
