Chapter 14

POLLEN’S POV

My heart seized when I saw him, something I thought would never happen. He was clad in a black tuxedo with his hair neatly gelled back and a surprised expression plastered on his face.

The moment I laid eyes on him, all thoughts of the previous night fluttered in my mind. He was a distraction, that’s for sure. A very handsome one at that, and I was not used to seeing attractive men in such an odd yet breath-taking way.

“Is that him?” My mother asked, breaking my train of thought.

“Yes,” I muttered.

From the corner of my eye, I could tell that mother was impressed, but she didn’t show it because it wasn’t the right time.

“What are you doing here?” His voice was low, yet still held a commanding undertone.

His hostility must have jilted mother back to her senses; the silly look of excitement in her face vanished in a blink.

I swallowed as if trying to quench a dry mouth. “I think—I think I’m pregnant,” I blurted.

Mother slapped me on the shoulder, and I winced.

“Yo