"Wow! I mean wow!" Tilly snapped gleefully. "And, what else?"Sasha shrugged her slender shoulders. "I don't know." she replied. "You don't know?" Tilly pouted."I'm not sure." Sasha laughed at the reaction given. "What else other than the fact that I fucked someone else's man, and I'm officially a home wrecker.""Oh come on, Sasha!" Tilly argued. "It's not like they're married or something, right? I mean, it seems like the guy wants you too because why would he go through all that trouble… He sent those beautiful flowers too. If he really was in a happy relationship, he wouldn't do that" "Oh please!" Sasha rolled her eyes."I'm serious, Sasha. I don't think you should feel bad about it," Tilly insisted. "Like you said, it just happened." She reclaimed her bowl of cereal."I'm just glad you're not judging me, best friend," said Sasha with a weak smile. "That's the last thing I'd want to hear after everything that's happened." She reclined back in her seat, exhausted."Why would I ju
It wasn’t even the smell of that guy's cigarette, although heaven knew they were an acquired taste. No, this had to be the start of morning sickness, and if she needed any further confirmation of her condition, this was it.A tentative tapping at the door roused her. "Sasha? Sasha, are you all right?" Naturally, it was Tilly. "Is something wrong?"Everything was wrong, thought Sasha heavily, struggling to pull herself together. But she managed to say, "No, I’m OK, Tilly. I think I must have eaten something that disagreed with me and when I smelled that guy's cigarette—" "Oh damn!" Tilly sounded disgusted, "I knew that was it. I hated the smell too" Sasha opened the door to find Tilly waiting outside, wringing her hands anxiously. "Sorry about that." Tilly said something Sasha couldn’t understand and then wrapped her arm about her shoulders. "Sorry" she murmured with evident concern. "Are you sure you are going to be alright?" Sasha nodded. "Yeah I'll be fine," she replied, "I just
Sasha stared at her mother. She had never been able to hide things from her for too long because she always saw right through her. She thought about the best way to tell her mom about the pregnancy. She couldn't come up with any so she stood up. "I'm not troubled, mom..." she said. But when she looked back at her mom she saw her mom still had that concerned look on her face."You are not fooling me, Sasha" Penelope said, "I can tell that something is on your mind. I am your mother dear. You can tell me what it is."Sasha buried her face in her hands, "I don't think you want me to tell you about this. You're going to be so upset with me, and dad… Oh God he's going to be so furious. The both of you are going to be so disappointed" "Oh, Sasha,'' Penelope said, standing up and pulling her daughter into her arms. When she released her, Sasha stared at her with wide, sad eyes," Tell me what it is. Whatever happens, we'll face it together… As a family"Sasha couldn't hold it in anymore. She
Her parents' eyes were on her, and Sasha shifted uncomfortably in her chair. She'd been so worried about their reaction that she'd barely had time to worry about when they would ask her to name the man she'd gotten pregnant for. Her parents knew the Luthors very well, and she was sure as hell that her father would do something crazy if she told him that Kaleb was the father of her baby. He'd probably decide to have a talk with him, and she didn't want to imagine how that talk would go, especially now that Kaleb wasn't even aware of her situation. He'd probably be pissed at her too. Oh God! What a messy situation this was. "I can't tell you that right now," Sasha said, hoping that her parents would drop it, but knowing it wasn't going to happen. "What?" her father thundered, and again Penelope placed her hand on his."Easy dear" she said. "Please dad, I haven't even told him that he's going to be a father. I know you'd want to say something to him if I tell you. Don't you think he
Turning sideways, she laid both hands over her stomach. The lacy thong, which was all she was wearing now, exposed the slight swell she’d noticed before. Or perhaps she was only imagining it. She was barely six weeks, after all. How soon was a pregnancy visible? She should have asked her mother."Admiring yourself, Sasha?" The voice was painfully familiar. What wasn’t so familiar was the thickening emotion in his words. If she hadn’t known better, she’d have said that Kaleb had been aroused by watching her touch her body. How long had he been standing in the bathroom doorway? Had he seen her examining her breasts, perhaps? He must have done, she decided, her pulse quickening. That was why he was looking at her with such raw passion in his eyes.She made herself turn her head and look away from him and for a long moment the silence stretched between them. She knew she ought to grab a towel to cover herself, but something—some perverse desire to taunt him, maybe— kept her from doing so
He unfastened another button at the neck of his shirt, allowing a tantalising glimpse of brown flesh lightly covered with dark hair. His eyes narrowed, thick lashes veiling his expression. "Tilly told me you have been sick. What's wrong with you?" "What? Nothing. Nothing is wrong with me," Sasha retorted quickly, inwardly cursing Tilly for making a difficult situation worse. "You—you don't have to care. Tilly worries about me, that’s all." "She does worry a lot. With that, I agree." He paused, and she knew he was registering the color that had entered her pale cheeks as she spoke. "It was just a cold" she added. "Colds do not usually elicit such concern." "No, well, Tilly is a very—sympathetic person." Sasha made a helpless gesture. "And—perhaps she didn't expect you to— to—" "To what, Sasha?" The steps he took forward narrowed the space between them and she had to steel herself not to move away."To—to care" she said hurriedly, not prepared to admit that he could still hurt he
His fingers slid over her shoulders and down her back, caressing her hipbones briefly, before moving on to her bottom. Filling his hands with the rounded globes, he brought her deliberately against him, rotating his hips so she was made unmistakably aware of the pressure of his erection."Do you feel that?" he asked, his voice thick with emotion. "Yes, of course you do. But do you have any idea what it’s like to be this close to you and not be a part of you?" "Kaleb—" "You drive me crazy," he went on, as if she hadn’t spoken, thrusting his thigh between her legs. "Stark, staring crazy, and I still want you even closer to me, under me, spreading your legs for me, to give me some relief from this torment you’re putting me through." "Kaleb—" "Do not try to tell me I don’t know what I’m saying," he snarled. "I know. I know, Sasha. Believe me." "Kaleb, please—" The husky tone of her voice vibrated through him, but he was too far gone to listen to reason. He'd missed her damn much and
Since she'd found out that she was pregnant, fretting over the alternatives she was faced with, such sleep as she’d had had been restless and plagued with tortuous dreams. But last night she’d been so exhausted, she hadn’t been able to keep her eyes open.In consequence she felt rested, more rested than she’d done in a long time.Not since Kaleb had come back into her life, in fact. However, it was time to get up and face the day and it wasn’t just the familiar nausea that was causing her stomach to quiver in protest. Dear God, what had Tilly really thought when her brother had thrown open the door and stormed out of the house without any reasonable word of explanation the night before?At the time, however, Tilly had gazed after her brother as if she didn’t understand the situation. And then she'd looked at Sasha and found she was wearing only a bathrobe and an expression Sasha didn’t quite understand had crossed her face.Sasha's own face had been burning. She’d been all too aware t
She lifted up Sasha's gown and her face underwent a startling transformation. "Oh, good heavens!" she exclaimed. "You’re fully dilated!" "Is that bad?" demanded Kaleb."No, it’s wonderful," answered the midwife." It means we’re going to have a baby! And sooner, rather than later!""Kaleb!" Sasha's voice cracked as she gripped onto his hand, her body tensing up to face the next contraction. "Please don’t leave me." "I’m not going anywhere, sugar!" Kaleb had never known an experience as powerful as seeing his child being born—but along with the pride came panic. He tried telling himself that women had been giving birth for centuries, in conditions far more threatening than the clean and antiseptic surroundings of this hospital delivery room.But nothing seemed to take the edge off his fears for Sasha and their baby.Nothing, that was, until Sasha gave one last shuddering groan—and a long, skinny object with a shock of dark hair emerged, shouting, into the world."It’s a boy!" beamed t
Kaleb snapped the light on, and through the blinking of her eyes in reaction Sasha saw him glaring at her as though she had just uttered the most awful blasphemy."No!" he roared.Sasha pretended surprise. "You don’t want to keep having sex?" "Yes!" "Kaleb, if you’re going to yell like a hooligan then I suggest you go back to sleep!""If you weren’t pregnant I’d put you over my knee!" he retorted."If I weren’t pregnant, then you wouldn’t be here, buddy!" "Says who?" "Says me!" "Oh, yes, I would!" he said fervently.There was a pause. "You would?" Sasha gulped."Of course I would! Because sooner or later I would have come to my senses and realized just how much I love you. And I do, Sasha. I love you very much." She gazed back at him, too scared to hope for what had always seemed like an unattainable dream. He’d said the words, and she believed that he meant them— but was there substance behind them? Enough to withstand all the tests that life threw in the path of love?She thou
He thrust harder this time and she felt the shudder roll through his body as he held himself deep inside her. He kissed her. Hungry. Passionate. With more desperation than she’d ever experienced from him. Their lovemaking had always been good, but he’d never lost control so quickly.She kissed him with just as much hunger, her hands sliding down his back and then up again to hold his head to hers.His hips trembled against her. They lay locked together, with him barely holding himself off her. Wanting that closeness to him—especially now— she urged him over to his side, rolling with him so they stayed together.Their limbs were tangled, their arms wrapped tightly around each other, and he was still pulsing deep inside her body. She tucked her head underneath his chin and breathed deeply of his scent, felt the erratic thump of his heart against her cheek.It was easy to forget all that had happened between them. It was easy to forget the pain and loneliness. It was easy to imagine that
The satin caught on her hard, erect nipples and he tugged insistently until one breast came completely free. He cupped the plump mound and then lowered his head, sucking the nipple into his mouth.A shot of adrenaline slivered through her veins, edgy and sharp. She twisted restlessly beneath him as he sucked harder. She plunged her fingers through his short, cropped hair and then gripped the back of his head, holding him in place as she silently begged for more.He pulled at her nipple, drawing his head back until the taut nub came free of his mouth. Then he lifted his gaze to meet hers and butterflies scuttled around her belly when she saw the look in his eyes.“I want to make love to you, Sasha. I need you so much. But I won’t do this if it’s only going to make things worse. You have to want this as much as I do.”“I want it more,” she said hoarsely. And that was the truth. She’d always wanted him more. Craved him. Missed him when he wasn’t with her. Seeing him now, having him over
"Kaleb!" She didn't think twice running toward him. "Fuck, you're definitely drunk! What were you thinking?" She was holding him, his arms around her shoulders, and hers around his waist."I'm not drunk," Kaleb hissed."Yeah, right. That's what all the drunkards say," she quipped while shutting the door behind them. "Let's get you to bed." She tried to scoot him toward the bed. But he didn't want to move. Instead, he took her in his arms, hugging her from behind, longingly. His hand slid to bump and he rubbed it gently. "Sasha," he uttered, his voice hoarse. She stilled in his brace. "Just for tonight, let's sleep together.""Sleep together?" Sasha murmured, her skin shuddered."Hmm," Kaleb replied, breathing into her hair."And then what?" Sasha asked gently, her chest rising and falling as she breathed. She loved being this closer to him. She still needed to feel him every single day. How stupid was she going to get? She could no longer understand."I don't know." Kaleb sighed, his
Kaleb sighed again. "No, I knew I wanted you. I just didn't think we would reach this stage, you know… With the baby and…" he ran his hand through his hair, "... I thought it wasn't a big deal, but it began to be, and I was going to tell you.""When?" Sasha breathed."I honestly don't know, Sasha," Kaleb said truthfully. "I don't want to lie to you. There were times when I almost did and then for some reason I… I couldn't… Or didn't… I don't know" It was difficult for Sasha to understand him, and even harder to understand herself. She was so weak over him. What was she seeing in him? Yes he was handsome, sexy, rich, but was that enough to totally go nuts over him?"No, the answer is simple, Kaleb ," she uttered. "You just enjoyed seeing what a fool I am for pulling off my pants for you every time despite knowing you had a girlfriend. Was it entertaining?" She wanted to release all her doubts."That never crossed my mind, Sasha, you're being unfair," Kaleb said, his voice hurt. "But
But other than being physical with him, was there anything else she was missing about him? She kept asking herself. When her phone buzzed again, she checked her phone quicker than she wanted.'All of it. I refuse to accept any of it, and that's why we should meet. We need to talk, and I'll personally make sure it happens, '"The audacity!" Sasha smirked when she read it. It was incredible how Kaleb kept exercising his controlling nature even in this situation. He was supposed to beg her, not ordering as he did. Sasha knew right from the start that avoiding Kaleb was impossible, but she still wanted to try. However, sooner or later she was going to face him, and it scared the hell out of her. He had become both her strength and weakness at the same time.She needed him to feel like someone had her back especially with the pregnancy and baby coming; and that was something Kaleb had done. She wanted someone to feel proud of her, and he'd shown that within a very short moment of their int
It was Clark's turn to look confused now. He frowned, "Oh gosh. It looks like I've said too much and caused some trouble, have I not?" "No… No, you didn't. I'm okay," Sasha said, her voice low. "Um, just get the stuff you came for. It's nice to meet you, Clark" Sasha hurried back to the bedroom. She was lost in this new information and she felt some kind of relief and rage at the same time. She remained in a bad mood the entire day, and she was in the living room when Kaleb finally returned from work. He was in the middle of a phone call, holding the phone to his ear with his shoulder as he closed the door behind him. He beamed ecstatically when he saw Sasha, and even motioned for her to move closer to give him a hug. Her heart flipped, but she strictly ignored his gesture, making him frown. She had no time to even admire his handsome face and exquisite suit that multiplied his hot looks. No distractions at the moment! She declared to herself. "Sorry, I have something important t
As he pushed closer still she trembled. He was so big and so strong and she was suddenly overwhelmed. But he moved so slowly, so carefully and then he kissed her again—in that deep, lush way, as if he’d wanted nothing more in all his life than to kiss her. As if she were the very oxygen he needed to survive. That was when everything melted within her and he slid to the hilt, so they were as deeply connected as they could possibly be. Her need coalesced again into a cascading reac-tion of movement. He pushed her to follow his sweet, hard, slick rhythm—into a dance she’d never known, but discovered she could do so damn well with him. His breathing roughened as she clutched him back, as she understood more the give and take, the meet and retreat of this magic. Together they moved faster, deeper…until she cried out as he brought unbearable, beautiful pleasure down upon her. As he broke through every last one of her boundaries to meet her right there—where there was light and heat and shee