LOGIN“Please.” That all sounded so good. I wanted it. I wanted everything. He stood to kick off the rest of his clothes. I watched, my mouth watering as he exposed his dick. He was so big, so hard just for me. Carefully, he moved me how he wanted me, stretching out my legs farther, and then slipped
Asher guided me back into the bedroom. As I stood near the bed, he walked behind me and slowly tugged down the zipper of my dress. His knuckles traced the newly-revealed skin inch by inch, following down the length of my spine. When the zipper had lowered as much as it could go. He spread his hand
I held my breath as Dylan threw the first punch. Asher dodged back and Dylan’s fist flew through the open air. Asher then stepped forward, ready to retaliate. Dylan backpedaled, placing a few feet between them again. In a flash, Dylan moved close again. His speed was lightning-quick. I barely even
“’Might?’” He squeezed me gently. “It will be fine. Trust me.” I did trust him, with my life and more. But… this was my brother. My brother and the love of my life were about to fight a challenge with yet unknown terms that would undoubtedly involve me and my baby. I couldn’t help but be a b
I opened my mouth to begin to explain, but the truth seemed worse than even Dylan’s worst assumptions. No, Asher isn’t the father of my baby. The father is actually a terrible person who is now in prison. But Dylan wasn’t waiting for me to figure out a softer way to explain, and Asher was no hel
On the evening of the Academy’s winter dance, I slipped into my shining purple gown and checked myself out in the bathroom mirror. Gone were the days when I could pass as not pregnant. Now, my bump was a distinctive round bulge, pressing out the front of my gown – which I had bought in the materni
With Asher at my side, we were led into a private room where a friendly nurse began an ultrasound. I worried my bottom lip, nervous, but Asher placed a steadying hand on my shoulder. I gained strength from his touch, enough to watch the screen when the nurse discovered the embryo. It was tiny yet,
I waited outside Asher’s door for a long moment. Had he not heard me knocking? Was he not home? No, I heard shuffling behind the door, and lowered voices. He was definitely in there. I knocked again, louder. Footsteps came closer, and finally, the door opened. “Asher, I have to tell you… you
“Thank you,” I told her at the door. She smiled at me. “Friends stick together.” I blinked. Friends? I didn’t feel we really knew each other well enough for that, but the idea of it still made me happy. I returned her smile and nodded. Friday evening, I stood in the hockey arena. In my che
I spoke through sniffles, “I’m going to drop out of the Academy to have my baby. I can’t do both.” “Oh, no, Cynthia.” To my surprise, Nancy started to cry too. “You’ve worked so hard, you’ve sacrificed so much to apply to that college. If you leave now, you won’t be able to go back.” “I know,” I







