A SECRET
I open my eyes in an exotic room with an awful aura. I dart my eyes around it.
Mmh, no wonder I feel like throwing up. I despise hospitals. From the sight of to the aura, they irritate my intestines, just like it's doing now. I feel terrible.
What the fuck happened? The last thing I recall was the sight of everything before back in the mansion going blurry until my vision became dark, and my legs on their purpose to support me. I fell unconscious. Huh! It's because of that assassin! She freaks me out! Today was the height of it though. I confirmed real identity. The dreadful things she told me might have taken a real toll on me.
Come on, myself! We can't fight this battle like this.
I haul my lazy ass and sit on the bed, my back resting on the backrest of the bed. I the time on my wristwatch. It will clock eleven in the morning in ten . I've been unconscious for how long? Two hours or so. Good grief!
I roll myself to my acting-weak self and fold my legs to my chest. I was planning recapping what Maria said earlier because honestly, I need that bitch out of our like this minute. But the lean figure of a male doctor catches my attention. He the door and walks to me with a bright smile on his face. He has looks.
Good looks, and his rich sweet scent of passion at least dominated that of this room, it a bit bearable for me.
"Hello!" He greets me, the smile not leaving his face, making me smile back as I respond to his greetings.
"I'm fine, doctor." I assert, and then the smile I had on fades right away, earning me raised eyebrow, his smile almost disappearing too. "What is wrong with me?" I , and that puts him at ease. He drops his eyebrow, wearing the smile again.
Should I be relieved too?
"Everything is fine. Nothing to worry about." He responds.
Huh?
"That has never happened to me before, doc, and you are telling me everything is ?" I implore, fear creeping into me.
I should be relieved by his words but this is unusual. I'm getting a bit worried of relieved.
"Let's wait for your husband so that I can give you the good news together?
News? That got me super curious, and the fact that he seems all calm and smiley 't doing me any good.
"Where is Andy?" I ask.
"He is on a call outside."
A few seconds pass, but the curiosity to know what kind of news this doctor has is to kill me. Do I have a serious ailment? And Andy, why the heck is he taking ? You know what?
"Doc? Just tell me what it is. I will be the one to share the news with my husband."
I mutter.
Husband, huh? Well, he should have been by now if only life didn't fuck with us.
"Are you sure?" The doctor asks. I admired his smile a while ago but now, it's to irritate my ass.
"Yes. What do I have? Is it serious, or..."
"You don't have any ailments, madam." He stops me before I become go berserk.
No ailment? He should have spat that a long time ago to spare me all this fear.
That's good news, I get it. But is that what he wanted to say to both me and Andy?
Jeez! He got me so curiously anxious just for this? Such a freaking...
"Congratulations! You are pregnant!"
Blink! Blink!
Ahem! Ahem!
Did I hear something? No, wait. Was that meant for me?
I glare at his bright face again. He sure has a special gift of smiling. However, I 't think this smile is convincing me at all. I search for my voice from the bottom of my throat, dragging it lazily to my mouth.
"What...d...id...you say?" I say in a mixture of different tones.
"You are expecting a baby, Mrs Ashton!"
"A baby. I am..." I murmur to myself, unable to even finish the sentence due to a emotions flooding in me like a savage overflowing river.
I move my hands to my belly, massaging it gently, wishing I could confirm this news with my own hands. I am pregnant? I am carrying Andy's child.
Our child. The first fruit of my womb. The first fruit of our love.
"It's way too early to feel it. We need to do a test to know how old the pregnancy ." He explains, At the same time the door knob twists.
Andy!
"Not a word about this to my husband or anyone, doc!" I mumble as Andy's tall strides in, while Mr all - smiles' face turn dull.
"What?" He asks with confusion.
"Babe?" Andy calls, strolling to me with Angel in his arms.
I jerk myself and touch the floor with my feet as the little girl runs into my arms, me in a tight bear hug.
My cute little angel. My firstborn. I wonder what her bubbly doll face will look when she learns that she will have a sibling. A playmate.
"How are you, mommy?" She queries when we pull away, standing between my .
"I am fine, princess. Don't worry, okay?" I assure her, tucking her hair behind her .
"Are you sure, Mommy?"
I kiss her forehead, cupping her face.
"Pretty sure, baby. Nothing is wrong with mommy, okay."
She nods her head, giving me a small smile.
"Princess? Come." Andy calls her, and she walks to him. "Could you give mommy I a few minutes?" He says, holding her by the shoulders and crouching to her height.
"Sure, daddy."
"Alright. Go with uncle George."
He says, and the girl walks to the doctor whose name I have just learnt is George.
"Let's go, uncle." She says as George holds her tiny hand into his, smiling broadly her. Well, he has been smiling 99%of the time he was in this room.
"Sure. Why haven't you come to visit me in such a long time, huh, Angel?" He asks as they get to the door and stride out. They seem like they are kinda familiar each other.
Andy walks to me when they walk out, sitting on one leg on the bed beside me and me with concern.
"What did the doctor say?" He asks, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, feeding his rich scent.
He was all ready for work when that mishap occurred, and the vibrant scent of the sapil cologne is still so richly fresh.
I don't want to add to the list of his worries. The issue with Maria is already . I know he will be overjoyed with this news. I so badly want to see his when he learns of this baby. But I also know how defensive and insensitive he get. He will not allow me to do anything in this whole Maria mess if he knows
I am pregnant. He will be overly worried about our safety. I am sorry, Andy. But
I will have to keep the news of our baby a secret for now. Forgive me.
"Babe?" He snarls at me, holding my chin between his thumb and index finger. We eyes for a minute, then I withdraw from his. "Hon? What's up? First, you zone right in front of my face, and now you are avoiding my eyes?" He implores, me to stare back at him which I do.
Well, that is because I don't want my eyes to betray me, Andy. I know I am a liar. I can't risk my eyes confirming my cheap lies.
"That is because you've turned me into a horny, dirty, little, babe. Every time we this close I think of nothing but kissing these sugar lips of yours." I seductively , pecking him softly on the lips.
"Well, I know that I am irresistible to you. I also know that we can steal a minute two here and quench your thirst. But, can you first tell me what the doctor said?
You scared the fuck out of me, love."
Love and fuck in the same sentence? Temptation!
"I was just stressed out. I think this issue is driving me insane. But don't worry.
Nothing to worry about."
He stares at me for a while, me trying to keep a serious face to appear as highly as I can, and him challenging me.
"Are you sure it's just stress? There is nothing else? Nothing at all?"
"Nothing, Andy." I stress on my lie, one hand dropping to his thigh while the other to his jaw. Darn!
He nods his head albeit with some doubts. I can see through his eyes that he isn't assured, but at least he didn't say I am lying.
I hope he will not kill me for concealing the news of his baby from him. I hope he understand why I had to do this. It's for everybody's sake.
"Do you still want to kiss me?"
"Can I?" I beg, arching my chest to his, brushing my boobs to it.
He is taken aback, but he groans a yes that I don't wait for him to finish. I capture sugar lips, venting all my longings and emotions on them until we get lost in a kiss.
I grab his tie, pulling him more to me. My hormones must be at it. I need him so , but he pulls away, earning a disappointed moan from me.
"We can't do it here." He releases a soft roar, locking his dark beastly eyes with my lusted ones.
"Then where, Andy?" I run my lips over his wet ones as I speak, drinking in his . I know he wants this too. I move my hand between his legs, and he .
"Ania? Don't.." He warns.
"Where, Andy? I want to fuck you so badly."
"Is that what you want?" He implores, his voice devilishly husky. It explains the of his throbbing cock.
"Yes, baby. I want you to fuck me right now."
"Then a good fuck is what I will give you."
"Where, baby? I am so horny and ready for you." I implore, my body jerking with .
"Right, here."