Page 3 of Pregnant By the Badboy

“Doesn’t matter. Just heed my warning old man. I put up with your shit for my mother, but I won't stand for you disrespecting my woman.” With that I turn, grab my sneaks and keys and walk out the door. I fucking need to cool down and the only way I can do that is at the gym.

Yeah I am going to get the fuck away him and this damn town and I am going to take my woman and child with me.

Chapter3

Mila

The Next Day

I have no idea what to wear because I don’t know where he is taking me. Plus do I want to look like a rich girl, or should I look like I fit in with him? “What about this?” My best friend Mandy asks me, holding up a one piece jumper with the back out. I look at her like she is crazy because there is no way a first date should look like that.

“I don’t know. That is more of a fancy date kind of outfit.” She shrugs her shoulders because that is totally something she would wear to a football game.

“Well I’m sorry, I have no idea what you wear to go out with a grease monkey. Like seriously what are you thinking?" She has no idea how much I have asked myself that question over the last three days. I mean, first of all, having to lie to my parents is something I have never done but my father would blow his top if he knew and my mother would try to get my head examined. Secondly, even if we worked out could I ever not be stuck between him and my family?

“Mandy please. He seems like a nice guy and did I mention he is hot? I mean his voice sent shivers through my entire body.” I don’t know why I am defending my choice to her but I feel like I have to.

“Oh I get it.” She says sitting up. “This is like a bad boy fling or something. Like your one chance to walk on the wild side before you go off to school. Okay, that I can get behind.” I stand in my pink princess room, in front of my walk-in closet, contemplating her words when a text message dings on my phone.

My Husband:Are you as ready for me as I am for you, little one?

Crap why does my heart want to beat out of my chest and my pussy wants to open wide and welcome him everytime he calls me that?

Me:I’m not sure but I definitely need to know what to wear.

I figure I could take some of the stress off if I just ask him.

My Husband:I assumenothingis not an option?

Jesus. I have never had a boy, let alone a man be so blatant and transparent as he is.

Me:Definitely not.??

My Husband:I figured??In that case wear jeans. Do you have ankle boots?

Holy hell. Is he trying to dress me? Why is that so hot?

Me:I do. I can do that.

My Husband:Excellent baby. Good girl. See you soon.

“Well damn. He sure does know how to sext, huh?” She pops her gum in her mouth and turns back to my closet. A hint of jealousy spikes in me and I almost tell her to forget what she read, but I don’t . Instead I let the words flow through me and boy does it. With a sweaty body, I go into my closet and pull out a red shirt with a deep V down my chest. I pair it with my black ankle boots that have a gold chain around it and black jeans. “That’s cute.” Mandy says, walking over to my jewelry chest. “Here, wear these.” She pulls out my chain earrings she and I got on one of shopping trips to Rodeo drive and the necklace to match that falls all the way to the V.

“Makeup?” I ask her, thinking about how much to put on.

“Definitely but I would put on gloss only. You don’t want smudges if you decide to kiss him.” Good point because I definitely want to do that. “Hey do you still have that mini leather jacket your mom bought you?”

Nodding my head I pull my hair up in a high ponytail so it shows my neck and apply some gold eyeshadow, black mascara and red eyeliner. I look at myself in the mirror and I almost don’t recognize me. “Wow.” I say more to myself than Mandy.

“I think you should wear that and can I say you look hot, girl. I have never seen you in vixen getup but you pull it off flawlessly.” This is why I asked her here. She may be a snob but she is always my biggest champion. “Hey, did you ever go and get the birth control pills like I told you?” I used to roll my eyes at her when she told me to go get the pill. I mean seriously it is not like I was sleeping with anyone. But then I was in the doctor's office for a sports physical over the summer and she practically forced them on me. I tried telling her I wasn’t sexually active, but she rolled her eyes at me and pinched her nose up.

“Sure. You’re the last remaining virgin high school student. Yeah okay.”She was a bitch. Now I am glad she shoved those into my hand. Speaking of, I should probably put them in my purse.

Grabbing my red and gold LV purse, I put my credit card inside the pocket and grab my cell phone. “Thank God my parents are at a benefit.” I say walking down the cloudy plated steps my mother had installed last year. She said it was sleek and posh. I think it looks like the floor was washed and the soap was never washed off, but what do I know?

“Alright friend, I have a date with Royce.” She says, wiggling her eyebrows around. I smirk because she has been sleeping with him since freshman year but whenever that boy asks her to make it official, she says no. I have no idea what she is waiting for but hey, who am I to judge?

Once Mandy leaves, I grab water from the fridge to wet my dry mouth which I suspect is waiting for him to get here so she can drool. I am literally pacing the floor, so nervous and unsure about how far I am willing to go. I mean I know I am not sleeping with him, well at least not tonight but considering how he touched me in the shop and my reaction to him, I don't think I would have the strength to stop him from doing anything else.

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