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I wanted to move away,yank her from me but I craved comfort. I needed someone to tell me that it's not true. My horny self had taken my back to the arms of the man who I had moved away from. I literally begged him to…oh god. "What is it,child?' She spoke softly. For a moment I wondered if I should allow myself to be comforted by her. No. Look where my emotions got me the last time. "It's okay…it's going to be okay." She assured me but it did not work. I am pregnant. Alex is the father. My ex is the father. Sure I had agreed to getting married to him but getting a baby with him was not part of the plan.

I open it and start reading through some of the writing, and it's a handwritten book; I'm not sure this is even a book, more like a journal. My eyes widened when I saw a name I knew, Xander, that's my dad. I flip through more pages, and that's when I knew my Mama had written this. Today, my dear Xander, I found out I was pregnant; I was shocked but thrilled to be having your baby; I wish things hadn't turned out as they did when you chose to believe your brother over me; Knox was well known for his lying schemes. So my mother was not with my father when she fell pregnant? I always thought they were happy?.

“That’s why I left that book untouched. I never even picked it up again after buying it. And you should know, I bought that book even before she was pregnant. Back then, I… I truly had hopes of becoming a good father someday. But reality had other plans.” He leaned back, eyes fixed on a point beyond Raellyn as memories he had buried deep clawed their way to the surface. “My ex-wife didn’t want children, or so she said. And I respected that. I swallowed my own longing and told myself it wasn’t the right time. Then, out of nowhere, I hear she’s pregnant with another man’s child. Her lover’s child.” He let out a bitter laugh that was more like a sigh. “Isn’t that ironic?” Raellyn remained silen

“You're going to be such a good dad.” That night, I woke up at 2 AM needing to pee—another fun pregnancy symptom nobody warns you about. When I came back from the bathroom, Christian was sitting up in bed with the lamp on, reading. I moved closer and saw the book title: “The Expectant Father's Guide to Pregnancy and Beyond.” He had a highlighter. He'd marked passages. There were sticky notes. “Christian?” He jumped slightly, caught. “You're awake.” “What are you reading?” I sat beside him, trying not to smile.

The words surprised even me. Something shifted in his eyes. Surprise? Desire? Fear? "Just like that," he said flatly. "Just like that." My hand settled on my stomach. Protective. Instinctive. Our eyes met. No words needed. We both knew nothing would ever be the same. My life had just become a minefield. And I was standing right in the center. Pregnant. With my ex-fiancé's father's child. Complicated didn't begin to cover it.

I laid on the bed feeling uncomfortable, I wanted to take a nap but I found myself unable to, but just could be believe the fact that I'll be a dad soon and I'll soon have a little kid running around the house, it's something that I have always dreamed of and I'm happy its finally happening. I kept rolling on the bed trying to sleep but I couldn't sleep because I was too excited to sleep. But then I suddenly remembered she fainted and I kind of don't have a good feeling about that faint, it felt like she was sick because she he looking pale, I don't know that's what it feels like being when a woman is pregnant because my ex-wife never let me experience fatherhood, she hates me so many that

How I managed to read it all without diddling myself is a wonder. Something happened in the final chapter that gave me pause, though. In this story, the dad got his daughter pregnant. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but I couldn't deny the fact that every aspect of the father and daughter's steamy relationship was tweaking my hormones and making me incredibly horny.

“I can tell. Just tell me, I can handle it.” “It’s about Mom,” I started. “Is it about her marriage?” “It’s more than that…she’s pregnant.” His eyes widened. “With her own uterus?” “Yes Dad.” “With that man child?!” “That is the way to describe him,” Skyler muttered. “So she's having a shotgun wedding in her forties?” “Kinda crazy huh?” I chuckled. “What is going on? Everyone is pregnant! You, your mom, Sophia-oh shit.” “Sophia is pregnant?” I questioned.