“Shalom.” Kane says softly. I turn my back to him, my body shaking. I can’t believe I was this careless. I had sex with him without protection. There so much wrong here. “ Shalom.” He repeats as I look around me for my clothes. I need to get out of here, I need to go think. I need space from him. I can never think straight when he’s around. “I need to get home. This can’t happen” I say finally. He stands up and reaches out for me. I move away from him but he grabs me by the waist. He gently pulls me to him and he sits on the bed. I try to get away from but he holds on. The more I try to get our of his hold the more I push my butt into his cock. The feel of his hardness is making me wet all over again. I shouldn’t be having these feelings right now. I feel his hand rub my belly slowly and gently. My pussy gets warm at his touch. I close my eyes asking for strength to get loose from him. He’s holding me but he’s not gripping onto me. I can get free if I want to. And I want to but it

I’m pregnant. I’m pregnant I’m pregnant The words keep replaying in my mind. I stare at her not sure what to say or do. I’ve dreamed of this moment for years. I’ve wanted to hear this woman say these words to me from the first moment I saw her. I take a step toward her but change my mind. My heart is in my throat. I don’t know if I can trust her or this moment right now. This feels like a dream I should be waking up from. The past month has been a nightmare. Seeing her in my kitchen is messing with my head. She broke my heart that night. I don’t know if I can let her in again. How can I trust that she won’t kill me this time? But at the same time I can’t tell her to go home. She’s carrying my child I look at her belly and fight the urge to walk to her and place my hand there. I want to touch her so bad. I want to be near her so bad. Every fibre in my body wants her. I was hoping my anger towards her would take away these feelings but they feel like they’re multiplied. “U

“I’m hungry.” I say out loud as I walk into Kane’s kitchen. I open the fridge and stare at the contents. I see eggs, milk and butter. My brain immediately goes to waffles. My mouth waters at the thought of eating fluffy and tasty clouds of goodness. “But does this man have a waffle maker?” I say looking around the kitchen. It takes a minute but I squeal when I find a waffle maker. I gather all of the ingredients I need and start mixing the dry ones in one bowl and the wet ingredients in the other. I plug in the waffle maker and a thought hits me, what if it doesn’t work? I would have done this prep for nothing. I say a little prayer before I turn it on. It has to work; I have my heart set on having waffles. I get happy when it turns on and it works. I take a moment to mix the wet ingredients into the dry and mix. Then I pour the mixture onto the waffle maker. I close it and wait. “This is going to be so good.” I say watching the waffles cook. I make sure to use the whole mixture b

Two weeks later “Come here. I missed you.” Kane says picking me up. I giggle as my legs wrap around his waist. He walks into his house, closing the door behind us. “Two weeks is too long to go without seeing each other. We need to fix that.” He says putting me down in the living room. “Sometimes life happens.” I say and he frowns at my words. I guess he doesn’t agree. “We have to make time for the important stuff and you’re important to me. The two of you are very important to me.” He says placing his hand on my belly. “I guess so.” I say and he leans down to give me a kiss. “Work has been keeping me busy. But I get what you mean. We need to make a conscious effort to see each other.” I say when we break the kiss. He nods and guides me to the sofa. “Speaking of making time. I have a favor to ask.” He says pulling me to him so we can get even closer. I let myself relax into him. I let my body mold into him. I missed being with him, I missed feeling the strength of his body next to

This is awkward is the first thing that pops into my mind when Junior’s mom opens her front door. She looks at me for a second and then she looks at Kane. This is the girl that replaced me once upon a time. I don’t know what the universe is doing right now but I don’t like it. It’s no lie that she hated me in High School. How do I know that this time it will be different? Has she changed? Is she still holding an uncalled-for grudge? “Welcome.” She says opening the door to let us in. I enter first and a huge smile spreads across my face as I walk in. The house is so beautiful and bright. “Wow, your home is so beautiful.” I say looking at her and she gives me an unsure half-smile. I stop smiling immediately. I guess she’s not feeling my vibe. She leads us into her sitting room and I sit on the edge of the seat. I get the feeling I shouldn’t get too comfortable. “Thank you. I appreciate it.” She says looking me straight in the eyes. The stare-down she’s giving me right now takes me bac