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Autumn's standpoint

I tapped my foot in the air as I hummed and typed on my computer. Cai was pacing around my office anxiously. So this is what has happened so far. We arrived back in Washington DC early and he insisted we go straight to the hospital because I threw up in the plane after eating a French dip which is one of my absolute favorite normal foods to take for breakfast. At first, he freaked out that I might be sick but then went back to his "you're pregnant" conclusion. Then I reminded him that the night at Daddy's, he spilled on my thighs, not inside me. So unless thighs can get someone pregnant, it wasn't possible.

Then he gracefully reminded me that when he drove me home that morning, he parked and we had a quickie in his car—I forgot about that part. And yes, he did spill inside me so that was a point. And we had unprotected sex every time. Technically, I couldn't tell him no so it was time to prove him wrong once and for all. So once we were out of the plane, I drove h