Pregnant After A One Night Stand
Who knows, maybe Nico was like that when he was younger too, bold and daring and determined to get what he wanted.
"Good night, Michael, and thank you," I mutter softly and walk past the room.
Once I arrive at the foot of the stairs, however, I see Nico. His eyes are closed. He's already asleep on the sofa. Are you kidding me? I roll my eyes and look up to him, determined to wake him up. But once I get in front of him, I halt immediately.
I stand there, hovering over Nico, my eyes tracing the lines of his face as he sleeps. His chest rises and falls slowly, his lips parted just enough to tempt me. My heart pounds in my chest, louder and louder, drowning out any logical thought.