Ethan POV Paula was avoiding me for weeks, and finally dropped a bomb on me that she is pregnant. There are no words to describe how shocked I was, I was on my way to the white house but hell I was too shocked and excited to keep going. I went to her apartment and her friends dismissed me rudely. I will see to it that olivia and her sharp mouth is dealt with. One passionate evening with her and I get a baby already. Incredible. I only find myself adoring her more and more each day.I thought she ran away from me, so i tracked her down to her parent's house. Paula the mother of my baby, I'm too excited it irritates me. I know right now she believes she can keep herself away from me, but I know a lot about pregnant women and having self control is something they don’t technically have; especially with their raging hormones. I chuckled just think about the irony of everything. I was currently in front of Paula's house, I don't want to miss a moment, I want to be with her every step of

Ethan POV Panicking was something I never did, but with the gunshots and having Paula here;I panicked. She is trying so hard so avoid me and she keeps pushing me away with no emotions in her eyes. It scares me, I'm scared that she means everything she's said; about me just being only her baby father. I almost had to force her to stay the night in my room, I knew a time She would have quietly slept with me and moaned for me. She's too cold I could feel her cold stare on my back itching my skin even after the hot bath I just had. I dragged myself away from her after giving her a fore head night kiss. I wasn't fully happy but I was excited to have the woman I love and my baby beside me. I have to win her over before our child is born. I have to keep her safe but the gunshots had me panicking. I jerked from the bed and so did Paula with tears already streaming down her face. "Shuuu, its okay it going to be okay." I hugged her and quickly pulled her to her feet. I pushed her into my wa

Ethan POV I was running through the halls clueless as to where Paula was, I felt my body boil and the heat come up my skin. She has to be okay, i cant loose her and the baby or either of them!. I'd forever blame myself. I couldn't turn back to ask Olivia and Clara where she was, the fear made me run like a raging beast. I stopped a few nurses to ask and finally one directed me to her room. I stalked the room preparing myself for whatever news I was to hear. I couldn't help it as I badged into the room. I found a sleeping Paula. The machines where aiding her and she didn't seem to have woken up. I knotted my brows in confusion as realization dawned on me. Olivia! I turned and saw olivia watching me with venom in her eyes. "How does it feel huh?" She barked out. I stared blankly at her. "How does what feel?" I asked irritated."How does it feel to be helpless, does it feel good ? Tell me you sumbag! That's how she felt every time you called for her. She runs with no break, desperatel

Paula POV The next day swung by so quickly I hated it. I was so nervous I didn't want to get out of bed. The thought of going to his parents scares the shit out of me, but mom came and made me go shower. Mom said it would be better to go in the evening that way the chances of meeting both parents will be higher. So here I am slumped on the couch watching N*****x. The series I was watching is so alluring and erotic ' Bridgerton' I find myself wishing I was fucked. I got more sexual cravings as the months go by___ and indeed I needed to be touched, loved and worshipped. Ethan is the only man I'll allow touch me especially in my state. He is the father so it's natural to allow him___ I would not allow other man close to me, violating me and my baby. After watching episode six my panties where so soaked I had to take another shower. I made lunch for dad because mom went to work. Dad owns a small bookstore and it was doing so good and I loved Esther his employee, she held it down when da

Ethan POV“I am not letting my trauma rule me!” I screamed for the third time. “Are you sure? You seem to angrily yell at any slight discomfort. You still have episodes.” My therapist adjusted her her glasses around her big brown eyes. “I must say; you are the slowest patient I have ever encountered.” I slammed my hands on her big mahogany desk. “Are you trying to piss me off?” I screamed running my hands through my hair. “You seem to be catching on mr Andreas.” She dropped her pen and book. “Do you see how easy it is? You haven’t been doing what I asked you to do. If you had, they would have been some improvements by now.” “Or maybe you’re not doing your job well. I payed you to fix me!” I snarled at her “Fix you? I can’t fix what doesn’t want to be fixed. You are hiding your trauma ethan.” She poured a cup of coffee and pushed it my way. “I signed up for this lady, it clear I need to fix whatever causes the episodes I have.” I said between clenched fists. “ then communica