He Did It Again Didn't He Novels & Stories

His eyebrows hit the roof, he jerked backward, " What! What did you just say?" I took in a deep breath and repeated my words, " I don't want to get pregnant again."

“Did he hurt you again?” Did he hurt me again? The hell is she talking about? “I—” “You don’t have to lie,Pollen” She paused to look at me. “But know that I won’t hesitate to call the police if he tries it again”

“Just… don’t do it again.” He sighed, and there was a strange mixture of frustration and amusement in his expression. “The problem is, I want to do it again.” I put my hand on the counter, steadying myself. I glared at him, my patience thinning. “Never. Say that again.” He let out a long, quiet sigh and stepped closer, but didn’t move too fast, didn’t push past my boundaries. “Are you… okay? Is it just me being… difficult?” he asked, softer now.

Just do it doc and i'll do whatever it takes to repay you just do it " I said and he was silent for some seconds "Uhm.. Ohh... Okay" "Yea" I said and hang up as I clenched my fist tightly

He did not think about it anymore. Or he told himself that. Which was not quite the same thing at all.

“What did you just say?!” He gripped the phone till his knuckles turned white. “Are you sure you didn’t make a mistake?” Watching the disbelief and suspicion flicker across his face, I could not help but find him both pitiful and laughable. He was still thinking that I had colluded with the doctor to stage this. Shortly after, he softened his tone. “Let’s not dwell on that for now. Once everything’s clarified, I’ll make it up to you. Just handle this for now, and I’ll treat you better.”

She wasn’t done. And neither was he.

But these should provide something reasonable, right? His eyes read the words again and he tried rearranging it. "You work out never him... You never let him work out, that makes zero sense." he sighed and rested his eyes on the words. Slowly, he started to see it, slowly. "You, him, never work out... You and him will never work out? Wha... You and him will never work out?! Make sure of that... I make sure of that? I'll make sure of that! WHAT?! That birdbrained sly fox!"

He had done it. I was his now.

“I couldn’t help myself. You came down the stairs looking all edible. It just, I couldn’t resist the urge to want you.” “Don’t you ever try that again.” I said it with every ounce of authority I had left, which, given that my voice cracked slightly on the word “again,” was not a lot. He just watched me say it, that same smile still tugging at his mouth, and didn’t even bother pretending to look sorry. “Noted,” he said, in a tone that made it very clear he had not, in fact, noted anything, and had every intention of doing it again the second an opportunity presented itself.