There was no way in hell he was going to use her and discard her. How was she going to handle it? She had a couple of options. She could make a big scene, yell at him, and quit her job, though that didn’t sound appealing. Her other option was to pretend as if nothing had happened. She liked that option a whole lot better. She’d just make sure she didn’t place herself in any more compromising positions. She wouldn’t have him in her place alone, ever.
She discovered that one touch from him made her forget all rational thoughts. She just couldn’t allow herself to be in positions where he’d be touching her.
She’d make up a boyfriend. That would stop him from thinking he could take advantage of her. She’d just tell him she was in a long term relationship and she’d slipped up. She felt a little bit of regret, knowing she wouldn’t get to repeat that experience.
For her first time making love, it had been amazing. She had no idea a person could feel so much. Her body was sore, but it had been oh so worth it. She’d read that sex for the first time wasn’t a good experience. Those people must not have been making love to someone like Lucas Anderson.
She had to smile at the irony. The man looked like a Greek God, had more money than anyone needed, and made love like every girls fantasy come true. Oh well, one mistake wasn’t going to change her life’s plans.
Amy went into the bathroom and cleaned up. She was laying back down when it finally hit her they hadn’t used protection. She bolted upright in bed again. She was dismayed to think of the stupidity of having unprotected sex. She wasn’t prepared to be a mother yet. She’d always dreamed of having her own child, but not made this way. She wouldn’t give the child up if she did get pregnant, but how would she be able to manage it all?
She’d have to sleep on it and figure everything out later. She didn’t know anything yet. She was most likely over reacting. They’d only had sex one time. The odds were unlikely she’d make a baby the first and only time she had sex.
Amy slept fitfully the rest of the night. She dreamt she’d just delivered the most beautiful little girl. She was holding her close to her chest, bonding with her newborn. The baby was perfect in every way. Suddenly, Lucas stepped into the room with three men, all in expensive suits.
They started speaking all this legal jargon and suddenly she looked down and she was no longer holding the baby. Lucas had her. Then, in walked a tall, blonde bombshell of a woman and he handed the baby to her. “Here you go sweetheart. I told you I’d get a baby for you. Anything you want is yours,” he said as they walked out, leaving Amy crying for her baby in the cold hospital room.
Amy woke up in terror. The dream had seemed so real. She was surprised to find real tears falling down her cheeks. She considered herself a very strong woman, but there was one thing that could bring her to her knees. She couldn’t make it if someone were to take away the family she so desperately wanted.
Amy gave up on sleep and got out of bed to fix herself breakfast. She tried to read for a while but couldn’t concentrate. She supposed she’d just take a walk around the grounds and enjoy the beautiful, clean morning air.
She wandered around for a couple of hours when Joseph snuck up on her and nearly made her jump out of her own skin. “How are you doing, young lady? I hope you slept well.” She wondered how such a larger than life man could so easily sneak up on a person.
“I slept very well,” she automatically replied. The circles under her eyes gave away her lie. He was a gentleman and didn’t call her on it, though.
“You seem a little stressed about something this morning. If there’s anything I can help with, all you need to do is ask.”
“Everything is great, Mr. Anderson. I’m just thinking about the move and work. You’ve been far too kind already and I don’t want to take advantage,” she replied. “I really don’t mind getting a hotel room tonight,” she tried, knowing he wouldn’t hear of it.
“Now, Amy, don’t hurt my feelings. I thought the cottage was pretty comfortable. I’ve slept there myself a time or two when my wife got sick of my attitude,” he chuckled, thinking of his wife fondly.
“Oh no, Mr. Anderson, I love the cottage. It’s just really hard for me to take hand outs. I do appreciate a place to stay, and I have to tell you, I’ve already fallen in love with the cottage. It’s perfect” she quickly responded.
“Katherine’s still sleeping. She must get her beauty rest,” he chuckled. “Please come join me on the terrace for breakfast. I love having a beautiful young woman to eat with. It makes the food taste so much better.” He then held his arm out for her, which she took, and they walked to the main house.