Page 205 of Unravelling The Beast

Before he speaks, he draws his head back in confusion.

“How? We fuck like two crazed animals, Wren.”

I roll my lips inward, trying to suppress a smile, before gathering myself and speaking seriously.

"I've always had fertility issues, Arlo. I was born with only one ovary, so my chances of ever becoming pregnant were slim. That's probably why you've never really seen me have my period, because it's always been so ridiculously irregular. It's only that this time it was much longer than usual, so..."

He slowly releases my chin, and I glance down at the test in his hand.

"I took a test."

Prior to him speaking, I felt him observing me and could feel his burning gaze searing my already hot skin.

"So you're not upset that you're fucking pregnant with my spawn of Satan?"

That makes me giggle as he places the pregnancy test on the counter beside us before quickly picking me up by the waist and I wrap my arms and legs around him.

I gaze down at him as he looks up at me, carefully running his warm hands up and down the naked skin of my back, which makes goosebumps appear all over the surface of my skin

I look all around his face before speaking softly.

“You're not angry?”

Before speaking calmly, he gives my eyes a brief once-over and then slowly shakes his head.

“Fuck no.”

I gently smile as I admire his gorgeous face, then I tilt my head to the side and give him a soft kiss on his luscious lips.

I close my eyes and rest my forehead against his before taking a deep breath and whispering.

“Thank you; you just gave me the greatest gift of all.”

He moves me and lowers me onto the chilly marble countertop while standing in between my thighs before speaking seriously.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you had fertility problems?”

I sigh deeply and shrug my shoulders as I turn away.

“I guess I didn’t really think we would get to this point so I didn’t bother mentioning it. I mean, I always knew I could possibly get pregnant one day, but I was always told that I might need extra help and monitor things in order to succeed.”

His tattooed hands gently brush my long, dark hair behind my shoulders before he grips my neck with both of them, his thumbs resting on my jaw.

“Is that why you love working with kids?”

I bring my hands to his chest and I give him a small smile.

“I loved kids before I even knew about the problem. I used to use Lily as my own personal dolly when I was younger.”

A smile creeps on his devilishly handsome face before he inhales deeply as he shuts his eyes and places his brow against mine while keeping his hands still on my neck.

“I can’t believe Cree is going to be a big brother.”

As I look at him, my heart swells with love, and I'm just grateful that I get to witness Arlo this way. When he's not irrational, he's a whole different person. He is affectionate, raw, and tender.

After a brief silence, seeing him this way sparks some questions in me, so I decide to ask him something I've always wanted to ask.

“Can I ask you something?”

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