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Chapter One Hundred and Forty eight

Weeks later...

I stared down at the beautiful bare bodied woman laying under me that morning. There was something different about her.

"Your body's changing." I said plainly, pulling out after I cummed inside her.

"What are you talking about?" She asked with a frown. I shook my head.

"Nothing at all, just go clean up." I got off her and dragged my pants so I could put them on.

I picked up my phone and to do my little research on what I knew about women.

She went into the bathroom and came out of the closet in one of my shirts that looked like a dress on her. I watched as she picked up her comb from the vanity and began styling her disheveled hair.

"Ariana?" I called out to her.

"Yeah babe?" She answered, turning to glance at me before staring back at herself in the mirror.

"Are you pregnant?"

The comb reflexively dropped from her hand, while she stayed stiff in front of the mirror.

"What?" She asked trying to regain her composure. A bit too late, if you ask me.

"I asked you
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Helen Grace Hanopol
I can’t get this one. what kind of thinking Damian has. doesn’t want to be a father….If Im his wife I will leave him. seems this scene here is a bit boring. turned me off. childish acts.
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