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said. “There’s another reason I brought you here.”
“Great,” she said. “What’s the reason, Cole?”
“In simple terms… I have a list of demands.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Maya
My heart sank into my stomach and floated along the top of the warm and delicious pizza I just ate. Of course, I felt like throwing up the pizza. I wished I could have thrown up right on Cole. On his expensive shirt and pants.
The look in his eyes was far different than the look just a minute ago.
He knew how to change his tone when needed.
Hence the whole Elevator Guy versus Cockhead Cole.
With his hands folded and that asshole look on his face, I didn’t need to say out loud which version of Cole this was now.
I sipped what was left of my soda. It had mixed with the melting ice, so it didn’t taste very good.
Figures.
I put my cup on the table and sat back against the stiff booth.
“I need to know everything,” Cole said. “We have to figure this out beginning to end.”
“What do you want to know from me?” I asked. “We were at the cabin and you wanted to go fight Mr. Pickle. Remember that? You looked dead serious on that too, Cole. I chased you down to stop you. Next thing I knew…”
I shrugged my shoulders.
“I get that part,” he said. “I was there.”
“Yeah, you were,” I said. “I’m not sure what’s so confusing here. You put your dick in me and it went squirt-squirt-squirt and now I’m pregnant.”
“But… why?” Cole asked.
“Why, what?”
Cole gritted his teeth for a second. “Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t on birth control?”
“You already asked me that,” I said. “We both messed up, Cole. I should have told you to put a condom on and you should have asked me if I was on birth control. We messed up. Together. Last time I thought about it, we were caught up in a moment. I believe it was your tongue between my legs, Cole. Right or wrong?”
“This isn’t on me,” he said.
“So, we need to blame someone? Why? Wait a second…” I shook my head. I grabbed the edge of the booth and pulled myself out.
“Where are you going?” Cole asked.
“I’m leaving,” I said. “I know what this is.”
Cole shot out of the booth before I could get out and blocked my way.
“What do you think this is?” he asked, looking down at me with smoldering eyes.
“You think I did it on purpose,” I said. “You think I opened my legs and prayed for you to get me pregnant, right? You think I secretly hung upside down after we were done so your cum would linger around my eggs longer, right?”
Cole shook his head. “No. I didn’t think that at all.”
“I don’t believe you,” I said.
“Then don’t. But you’re not leaving until we’re done talking about this.”
“We’re not talking, Cole. You’re making demands of me.”
“That’s because I want to figure this all out. You’re… far along, right?”
“I don’t know what you consider far along to be,” I said.
“Have you gone to the doctor yet?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“I’m in shock,” I said. “And I’m scared.”
Cole sat back down and I should have gotten up and walked away.
But I didn’t.
I needed him.
“We’re going to the doctor together,” he said. “I’ll make the appointment. Don’t worry about anything. It’ll be discreet.”
“Discreet?” I asked. “What the hell is this? Am I some kind of cheap whore to you?”
The young man behind the counter making pizza stopped and looked at us.
“He’s my boss and he got me pregnant!” I called out. “Want to know anything else?”
“Maya, fuck,” Cole growled. “Look at me.”
I looked at him. “What?”
“What are you doing right now?”
“I have no idea, Cole. I didn’t plan on this. I don’t know what’s next.”
“I’m telling you what’s next,” he said. “You need to see a doctor. Get everything checked out. Make sure everything is okay.”
“You mean make sure I’m actually pregnant, right?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Here’s your proof, Cole.” I leaned forward. “Bev and I are synched up. She’s had two periods to my zero. I get sick every single morning at the same time. And then the second I’m done puking, I’m hungry. I can feel my body changing. Like… from the inside. Oh, and this one you’ll like. My boobs? They are so tender and feel so different. It’s not the same kind of tenderness I get when my period is coming. Oh, no. This is totally different.” I snapped my fingers. “Oh yeah, I almost forget. How about the positive pregnancy