All Chapters of 37 Days: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

POVMillie After paying, I change out of my work clothes and into my Coronado attire in the dressing room. I thank the woman I’m not entirely fond of before exiting the store and meeting a waiting X outside. He’s currently on his phone sounding less than pleasant to whoever he’s speaking to. I empathize with the unfortunate person on the other line. X has never yelled at me and I think if he would have I would’ve been frightened, his whole demeanor changes when he’s pissed. Sure, when he’s upset he’s thrown some inappropriate hateful words my way but I know he doesn’t actually mean them.As he’s still on the phone, he turns around looks my way, smirks at my new and not-so-improved out, and holds up his index finger to indicate he’ll be a minute. Good, I’ll need a minute anyway. This freaking guy is going to make me melt and become one with the concrete beneath my feet. He’s made literally two changes to his appearance and I’m about ready to hump my way to him like an over-hormonal

POVMillie We’re now on our way back to Los Angeles and today turned out to be an amazing day with X. Everything was completely unexpected from going to Coronado Beach to the emotions that I thought would get the better of me all day but didn’t. On the other hand, my first real public date out with X was completely what I had expected. Spending way too much money and getting pissy with any man that looked my way. It’s funny really, he could have women visibly gawking at him, yet, I’m the crazy one if I say anything. I’m so exhausted from the day, I’m so not looking forward to having to work in the morning. I already know I’m going to be just as useless as I was this morning. I lean my head to the side and watch the orangey sunset from out the window until I can’t keep my eyes open any longer. “Hey, baby?” I hear X ask, waking me from my little nap. “Hmm?” I ask confused by my surroundings, it’s dark out now. “We’re here now, at your work,” he says so gently and comforting. “Oh,

POVStephanie Gross, just fucking gross. I did not sign up for this shit, two minutes into the flight and she gets sick. We’re now three hours in with about an hour left. After Millie vomited and disposed of the nasty bag she fell asleep. The god-awful smell lingered for a half hour afterward and the little bitch sitting next to her has been complaining left and right about it. I’m refraining from giving her a piece of my mind. As Millie is mouth open snoring I continue on with my dark romance novel about some girl getting kidnapped, falls in love with her dangerous kidnapper and they fuck in the kinkiest of ways. I shouldn’t have started this novel because all I want to do right now is to replicate some of these sex scenes with Julian. I suppose I’ll have something to look forward to when we get back. The captain announces our arrival to Chicago will be shortly so I shake Millie awake. She’s got drool on the corner of her mouth, this bitch is a mess. “Mills, get yourself toget

POVMillie What kind of fucking nightmare am I living in right now? Steph and I are still locked into our staring contest. I break contact and look down at the Playtex sports tampon. The green plastic wrapping in my hand is beginning to form clamminess between my palm and the tampon. “Steph?” I ask breaking my voice as it comes out. “What..?” She asks with a mix between confusion and concern. “I think I missed my period,” I say quietly.The words coming out out from my mouth sound serial. It makes my ears tingle. I’ve never missed my period. I’m as regular as the tampon wrapper reads. Steph’s mouth opens and closes twice with no words making it out. She’s literally speechless for the first time ever. “Like how late? A day? Two days? A week?” She finally asks. “Honestly Steph, I don’t even know. Things have..well you know..I’ve kind of lost track.” I say internally freaking the absolute fuck out. “Yeah, yeah, understandable. Did you and X? Like ya know?” She starts to say. “H

POVMillie I toss and turn one too many times throughout the night. It’s currently four in the morning but the Chicago city lights beg to differ against the darkness. My anxiety is through the fucking roof. I don’t know much about pregnancy and the whole process but I have to be only about a week along if it was only last week that we had unprotected sex. My old coworker at Rick Restaurant was a conception expert. She was trying to get pregnant for months and months, tracking her cycle and ovulation religiously. I wish I was close to her to feel comfortable enough to ask her my endless amount of questions. How is it even humanly possible that I am pregnant after one single night of not even trying? I can’t be having a baby, I know nothing about kids. I’ve never had a sibling, my cousins are older than me and besides occasionally seeing Isabella, I don’t even know any children. Don’t get me wrong, I want them, whenever I think of my future it involves children but this? This is not