Crave Your Mercy by Hart Lane & Hart L.A

Author:Hart, Lane & Hart, L.A.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Editor's Choice Publishing
Published: 2020-01-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Blake

“I’m not keeping it.”

That’s what Caroline said about the baby, our baby that she’s pregnant with, but I don’t know what the hell it means. And while, yeah, a part of me was relieved, a small part of me wanted to meet this kid the two of us accidentally made.

It’s not easy to think about all of that right now, though, not when Caroline also said that she wanted to fuck me again.

I sure as hell didn’t see that one coming. I figured she would be so pissed off at me for putting her in this position that she would hit me or slam something upside my head like Aric did at lunch. Instead, she was…nice to me and asked me to go down on her.

Maybe that was just some crazy pregnancy hormones talking. After all, she did text me a few weeks ago saying she hated me. Was that the day that she found out she was pregnant? Why the fuck didn’t she tell me then?

I’ve never taken a shower so fast in my life as the one I take when I get home. And then, once I’m dressed in nothing but some blue athletic shorts because it still feels like a hundred degrees inside the house, I spend the rest of the time before the doorbell rings rushing around, cleaning up my room. Hell, I even change the sheets on the bed since I can’t remember the last time I did that. It was probably before my mom left since she’s the one who did all the laundry.

Shaking that thought off, I spray a little cologne in the air since it still smells like my sweaty socks and football gear, and then my time is up.

I have to say that I’m a little surprised to actually see Caroline standing on my doorstep since I thought maybe she was just messing with me, fucking with my head and didn’t actually want to screw around.

But when I open the door, Caroline stares at my bare chest. Her eyes soon drop to my stomach and then my shorts before she launches herself at me, clawing at my hair while her mouth attacks mine. Between urgent tongue thrusting kisses, she says, “This doesn’t change anything. I still hate you.”

“I know,” I reply with disappointment against her lips before her mouth is on mine again and I’m gasping for oxygen wherever I can.

We don’t even make it to my bedroom, but I do guide us down on the sofa, figuring Caroline would rather have a soft surface for this instead of the floor or the wall since she’s pregnant and all…

Fuck.

“Hold on,” I say when I pull back from our kiss, holding myself up off of her because I don’t want to crush the kid. My kid. Our kid. “When you, um, said you weren’t keeping the baby, what did you mean exactly?” I ask her.

“I’m giving it up for adoption,” she responds while both of her hands reach down and get to work shoving my shorts over my hips.

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