"Oh no, nuh-uh," I chided, pulling away. "I don't think we have time for that this morning." In truth, we probably did have time for a quick morning romp, but I was no longer feeling sexy. It was all I could do to remain calm so that Lex wouldn't realize something was wrong.
Lex grumbled as I pushed myself up and out of bed. Despite my anxiety, I didn't have to fake my smile at how adorable he looked, with sleep in his eyes and stubble on his chin, muttering angrily into the spot I'd just vacated.
"I thought we didn't need to be up until six," he grumbled, with a slight whine in his voice.
As if in answer to his question, my alarm began to chirp loudly, as did his. With another groan, Lex followed my lead and pulled himself up and out of bed.
My eyes followed the rise and fall of his large muscles as he shifted and stretched. I lingered over his tight abs and bulging pecks before making my way up to his smirking face. I'd been caught admiring his body.
"You sure you don't want to join me in the shower?" he asked with a leer, bending down to rid himself of his box briefs, his large cock still half-hard from grinding against my thigh earlier. Before I could answer, he turned and headed towards the en suite, moving slowly in order to give me a perfect view of his shapely backside. It was enough to snap me out of my funk-at least for a few moments.
"I guess," I said, pretending to pout, though I was feeling anything but at the moment. My eyes never left Lex's ass as I followed him into bathroom, stumbling over my clothes I had hastily removed last night, before stepping into the shower as Lex messed with a control pad that I assumed regulated the water pressure and temperature.
I shouldn't have been surprised, given the size of Lex's house-and his bank account-that his shower would be equally as extravagant, but I still couldn't help but feel amazing. It could probably fit four people, with a shower-head on each wall. My hair was going to get wet, but I couldn't stop to care at this point. This shower was too much to pass up.
"This is so cool," I called over my shoulder towards Lex.
"It also has a sauna feature," he replied.
"That may come in handy at some point," I said, images of Lex, dripping with sweat as he fucked me against the steam, coming to mind.
After he'd pressed a few buttons, each shower-head began to spray deliciously warm water.
Too caught up in examining the fancy features, I didn't realize that Lex had joined me in the shower until I was being pressed against the tile wall. His scruffy face rubbed and kissed at my neck as he rocked his growing erection against my ass. His hands slid across my belly at a deliciously slow speed, leaving my skin on fire in their wake. One moved up until it settled on my breast, tweaking and massaging my nipple. The other slid down to explore my folds, which were rapidly growing wetter-and not because of the shower.
All too soon, Lex withdrew his hands and stepped back. I whined in protest but was quickly calmed by the sound of a condom wrapper being opened. Then, Lex was pressing back up against me, spreading my legs as he buried himself in my body.
I sighed in pleasure, pressing back against him as he entered me slowly. I knew we didn't have time for such a leisurely pace, but I couldn't bring myself to care at the moment. Pulling one of his hands back down towards my clit, I allowed him to take away the last of my worries, at least for a little while.
Chapter 16
Unfortunately, sex could only relieve my worries for so long-no matter how good it happened to be. By the time I arrived at work that morning-slightly later than I'd wanted to be-I was back in my anxious state of mind. I still had a few days before any pregnancy test would give me a reliable answer, so I was forced to simply wait and see.
There was one thing I was certain of, however-I needed to tell Lex.
Before last night, I had decided there was no reason for Lex to ever know. I wasn't planning on keeping a child, if there was one, and I had assumed that he was an asshole who wouldn't care either way. Now that we were together, however, I realized that he deserved to know, even if I still wasn't planning on keeping the baby.
At first, I thought about waiting until I'd seen a doctor and knew for sure whether or not I was pregnant before dropping such a bomb on Lex. After my panic this morning, however, I realized that would probably not be possible. I knew that Lex could already sense my anxiety and could tell that something was wrong.
I didn't want to have the inevitable conversation at work, so I suggested that we go to dinner the following evening, even though I was in a drastic need of sleep.
"Okay, spill. What's going on with you," Lex asked as we sat across from each other at a quiet little restaurant near the beach. "You've been weird all day."
"How am I being weird?" I asked, even though I knew he had a point. "We've only been together for, like, twenty-four hours. What's your basis for comparison?"
I was being snappy-I had been acting off all day, even if he didn't know me well enough yet to really notice how weird I was being. I'd been overly quiet during our ride into work earlier that morning, and now-even though I'd already decided to reveal the truth about the possible pregnancy-I was still acting anxious and twitchy. I knew I wanted to tell Lex the truth, I just didn't know how.
"We've only been together for a day," he pointed out, studying me with those intense grey eyes of his. "But I've known you for a few weeks now. You've never been one to remain quiet for long periods of time. In fact, it is my understanding that you often let your mouth get away with you, speaking even when you shouldn't." Lex paused, biting his lip and looking a little anxious himself. "Which is one of the reason I liked you, to be completely honest. So are you having second thoughts about us?" he asked quietly.
"No!" I replied firmly. I knew that I needed to put his mind at ease, but I didn't know how to begin. I was at a beautiful restaurant, watching the sunset with a handsome man who cared about me. I had no reason to complain. Except for the possibility that I may be pregnant with his child-a child neither of us wanted. Knowing that I had to get it out somehow, I sucked in a breath, collected my thoughts, and spoke.
"So … the first time we had sex," I started.
"I remember," Lex replied with a smirk.
"We didn't use a condom," I continued.
"Yeah. But we're both clean," he said.
"Yes, but STI's aren't the only reason to wear a condom," I snapped back.
Lex was silent for a moment, letting the information sink in.
"You're pregnant," he said after a pause, his face unreadable.
"I don't know," I replied. "It was too soon to test during my last visit to the doctor, but my period is late now. I have another doctor's appointment to get tested tomorrow. I won't know for sure until then. "
Lex didn't say anything for a long time. His face was pale, and he was staring out into the ocean fog. The longer the silence continued, the more agitated I became.
"Look," I said finally, "I don't want a child. Don't worry. If I'm pregnant, I obviously wont be keeping it. It's not a big deal either way."
In my heart, I knew that wasn't true-even if I didn't keep the baby, a pregnancy was still a big deal. But I wanted to assure Lex. I wanted him to know I wasn't trying to trap him into anything.
"What?" he was finally looking at me. "You wouldn't keep it?"
"Of course not," I replied. "I'm a first-year intern. I can't really ask for maternity leave. I've worked too hard to get where I'm to take a break and have a child right now."
"So it's just that easy for you? And you get to make that decision for both of us?" Lex seemed to be growing more and more upset.
"I'm talking to you about it right now, right?" I asked. "What would you have me do?"
"I don't know," Lex replied, running his hands through his hair. "We could make it work. I could pull some strings, have your internship deferred for a year … just until the baby is old enough."
"And I'm supposed to just give up my career like that? For a year? I'm not rich like you, even if I did want a family. I couldn't afford to take that much time off."
"I would take care of you," Lex replied, as if slightly confused at my assertion. "Obviously, I would take care of you and our baby. You wouldn't even have to work, unless you wanted to."
"What? Do you think I could be some kind of a trophy wife?" I nearly snarled. "I graduated from medical school at the top of my class. I want to work. What I don't want is a baby."
"But what about what I want?" Lex asked angrily.
"What about what you want?" I replied. "You can't always have everything you desire." I paused and took a deep breath, trying to keep the discussion from escalating even further. "Do you even know how to take care of a baby?"
"I could learn," he replied.
"I would be the one who would have to quit my job. I would be the one making all the sacrifices. You don't even know what raising a child entails. You just think it's a nice idea."
"That's not true," he replied, but he didn't sound convinced. We lapsed into an awkward silence after that, both lost in our own thoughts.
"We've only been together for a day," I said after a while. "That's way too short of a time to be thinking about stuff like that. And we don't even know if I'm pregnant. Why don't we wait and have this conversation after we know for sure."