Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 93284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
“Hell if I know, I’ve never done it without a condom before.”
“Maybe I should Google it. I’ll let you know what it says. Although I'm not condoning the fact that you didn’t use a condom. This can only lead one way and I’m not ready for a baby.” I said getting a little mad now. “I want to finish school. And that is pretty hard to do with Janie; what the hell would I do with a little baby? I’d have to drop out!” I said, my voice getting higher and higher.
“Calm down. You won’t be alone.” He said soothingly.
“You calm down. What are you going to do, I have no proof that you will actually be there! You could decide tomorrow that you don’t want to be with me anymore because my life is a freakin’ mess. Then I’d be all alone.”
“First of all, I will not leave you. And it pisses me off to that you think that I’m the type of man who would leave when the going gets tough. I won’t leave, so get that out of your head.”
Well, guess that answered one of my concerns. But the main one, which was a baby, was not answered. God, a baby would not be good right now.
“I don’t want anything between us, but from now on I will wear one, until you can get on the pill.” He said while rolling off of me to the other side of the bed. He hooked me around the waist and pulled me into his side. I kept my back to him, not really knowing how to reply to that. In the back of my mind I was a little excited. But common sense won out.
I said into the darkness, “We don’t even know each other, nor are we even together officially.”
“Woman,” he growled into my ear, “You were mine before we even left the bar. I saw you walk in and knew right then and there that you were going to be mine.”
I got a little spark in my belly, and smiled, but I didn’t let him know that what he said made me feel good inside.
“Whatever. I’m going back to sleep. Stop talking.”
The whole bed was shaking with his laughter, but I didn’t say anything else to him. I drifted off to him spooning me from behind, thinking that I could really get used to this.
Chapter 6
Lips ran down my arm, then up again trailing across my neck to my lips. I blinked my eyes open and smiled at Sam. He was fully dressed, sitting on the side leaning over my body with his hand fisted on the other side of me trapping me in.
“I gotta get to work, babe.”
“Okay, what time is it?”
“Quarter till six.” He answered “You have a little more time to sleep. Come see me today if you have some time.” He kissed me on the back of my head and lightly patted my butt.
“Mmmk.” I murmured, already slipping back into the fog. I was not a morning person. His hand rested on my cheek for a time, but I didn’t open my eyes again, and was asleep again shortly after.
My eyes opened when I heard banging coming from the direction of Janie’s room. I threw the covers off and headed in her direction, that is until I realized that I was naked and needed a shower. So I rinsed off in the shower, and then threw on black matching sports bra and panties, black yoga pants, and a hot pink stretchy V-necked shirt. I stepped over Chewy as I headed out my bedroom door to get Janie. Janie was a morning person. She would wake at the crack of dawn if I let her. If my mom was here, she would have gotten up with her over an hour ago, but I liked my sleep, and Janie played well in her crib until I finally hauled my ass out of bed.
Janie let a happy cry out when she saw me and started using her mattress as a trampoline. I lifted her out of the crib, changed her diaper, and headed to the kitchen. I got her a sippy cup of milk, and set her down so she could play. Thank God it was Saturday, it had been a tough week, and I needed some down time.
I walked outside with Chewy when he went to the bathroom to water mom’s Potato plants. I saw Mrs. Kowalsky outside watering her plants as well. We exchanged greetings, and I headed back inside checking on Janie, then heading into my room to get dressed.
I dressed in a pair of short blue jean shorts, an old high school t-shirt, and my tennis shoes. Walking into the bathroom I twisted my hair up into a messy knot on the top of my head, swished on some deodorant that smelled like baby powder and exited the bathroom. I snatched Janie off the floor in the living room where she was pouring out lucky charms onto the coffee table and headed into her bedroom to get her dressed.
I dressed her in about the same as I was wearing, because I had the philosophy that babies should be comfortable too, and dresses blew. I wasn’t putting her in a dress, even though my mom bought a gazillion of them. James and I thought it was hilarious that we dressed her so comfortably, and mom hated it with a passion. I at least dressed her in clothes that matched and did her hair nicely. James never did her hair, and was lucky to put two things on that matched.
Today I dressed her in tight black Capri leggings, and a shirt that said, “I love my auntie.” Of course, I was partial to it because I bought it for her. I put new squeaker shoes on her, and decided to tape a video of it to send to James since he despised them and tried to throw them away every chance he got.
Janie and I ran errands for most of the morning, hitting the grocery store first to drop them back at the house. After that we went to Target so I could get a few new pairs of workout pants since all of mine seemed to be worn out from over use. Although, the overuse wasn’t from working out, it was from wearing them as much as just wearing them in general. I liked how they made my ass look, and sucked in my fat.