Pregnant With My Best Friend's Dad の小説・ストーリー

I mumbled as I began reminiscing about the good old days. “ I'm pregnant with your grandchild, Dad… Sadly he won't be able to meet his grandfather..”

I stare at her in shock, “What do you mean by that?” “I’m not telling him. I don’t want to…” I open my mouth to say something but pause when I realize she isn’t done. “At least not yet.” Okay, this is huge news. This news is both exciting and disturbing; exciting because my best friend is pregnant which means I’m going to be an aunt and disturbing because she’s pregnant for Harry. Someone she doesn’t know. The man looks scary and I wouldn’t be surprised to know he killed people for a living.

“We were dating, we were in love, no, that's what I thought. Until she decided to leave me for someone else, someone with a loaded family, bigger pockets. She picked none other than my very own best friend.” My spine seemed to weaken and fell back on the chair, a little bit of shame crept in. I was so quick to think otherwise. The other man was my dad? “My dad knew about this?” My voice shook with the thought that I just might get the answer I so desperately wished to not hear.

Of all the women I have met over the years from different regions — even the one her father ended up matching me with, none catch my eyes not to talk of making me this disturbed and on the verge of losing my mind like this. I pulled all my clothes off, and my hand cupped my painful veiny bulge. I felt like it was still growing. ‘FUCKKKKK… I CAN'T DO THIS. I SO BADLY WANT TO BEND HER OVER, SPANK HER, AND MAKE SENSELESS LOVE TO HER THAT SHE WON'T BE ABLE TO STAND FOR DAYS.’ I screamed internally. What would her father and my best friend think of me when he found out I was having all these ungodly thoughts about his daughter, whom I was supposed to be protecting?

Well, congratulations, you're going to be a father. Would he be angry? Would he think I trapped him? Or—and this thought was almost scarier—would he be happy? He had offered to break a contract just to date me. What would he do for a child? And Sienna. The nausea I’d been feeling all week surged again. How could I ever tell Sienna? I'm pregnant with your fiancé's best friend's baby. It sounded like the plot of a soap opera, not my actual life. My mother would look at me with that disappointed sneer and say, I knew you'd ruin everything. My father would worry about the stock prices.

"Yes. You're pregnant, Miss Folwell." My world stilled. Everything stopped. I'm pregnant. And the father is my best friend's fiancé.

The same calm, powerful presence. The man I spent the night with… was Tessa’s father. My lips parted slightly. “So… I slept with my best friend’s dad?” I whispered in disbelief. At the same time, his eyes met mine. And he froze. The warmth in his expression disappeared, replaced by pure shock. Neither of us spoke. The air between us became heavy and tense. Because in that moment, we both realized the truth. Last night… We crossed a line that could never be erased.

I crossed my fingers, hoping it wouldn’t be her…hoping it wouldn’t be my best friend. “I love you, Astrid” but alas, not every wish comes true. Clint was fucking my best friend, while I was pregnant with his child!

"LUNA'S HAVING A BABY?!" Emma squealed. Actually squealed. "Oh my GOD! Congratulations!" Sophia started crying happy tears. James and Sarah were grinning. Mason looked confused. "Wait, Luna's pregnant? Like, actually pregnant?" And Dad— Dad was crying. Full tears streaming down his face. "Dad?" I said, voice shaky. "Are you okay?" "I'm going to be a great-grandfather," he said, voice thick. "My daughter is having a baby." Mom rubbed his back, smiling through her own tears.

I started to wait some time for the result so I had my bath in the meantime. After my bath, I went to check the results. I saw something on the stick and checked the pack to understand what it meant. I wish I hadn’t gone out. My life is ruined! How am I supposed to handle this? Who am I supposed to tell? How do I walk around without shame? Father is going to disown me or kill me even. I clutched my mouth and cried silently. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as I sat on my bathroom floor. I checked the stick again to be sure. It hasn't changed… How do I explain that I’m pregnant? How do I explain that I’m pregnant for my father’s best friend?