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I feel awkward right now. “Hi.” I say as I approach him.
“What are you doing out here. It’s late” God, I love his voice.
My nipples harden when I, again, think about the dirty words he whispered in my ear. One thing about being pregnant and single is I have no one to fuck me because I’m horny all the time now. My doctor said it was completely normal and my hormones are just going crazy right now. I focus back on Sebastian. “I have insomnia and when I can’t sleep, I try to wear myself out.”
His lips quirk up in the corner. “There are more entertaining ways to wear yourself out.”
“Ha ha. Sure, I’m very desirable.” I signal to my belly as I say it sarcastically.
Sebastian stands up and walks down the stairs. “You’re fucking gorgeous.” He reaches out slowly and places his hand on my belly.
This is the second time he’s touched it. I look at his face because I love it when a soft smile, graces his lips. He rubs small circles over it. “Fuck. I still can’t get over the feel of it.” He whispers before removing his hand.
“It’s pretty incredible, isn’t it?”
“We need to tell Pete.” Sebastian blurts out.
My eyes widen because that’s not what I was expecting him to say. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to be a part of this. I’ve been prepared to do it alone since the day the test came back positive.”
He steps closer. “I need time. I know that is a shitty thing to say, and I don’t want to hurt you.” Sebastian places his hand on my belly again. “Or her. Let me get to know you and get used to the idea.”
This isn’t exactly what I want to hear, but I appreciate his honesty. “Okay, sure.”
Sebastian wraps his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me close, and kisses my forehead lightly. “While I’m here I want to photograph you, will you let me?”
I nod while my forehead still tingles from his lips. “Sure, I’d like that. Could you maybe do one of Nicky and I for my mom?”
“Absolutely. Now, let me help you out.” He grabs my hand and moves me in front of him and holds onto me as we walk up the stairs.
Before I can, he grabs my towel, and wraps it around me. He leads me inside and when we reach the stairs, he kisses my cheek, and leaves me standing here more confused than ever.
Chapter 7
Sebastian
Pete hands me a beer and I sit back. We’ve been out on the water for a couple of hours. It’s my brother’s friend Rodger’s boat and the guy has hooked us with all the gear, good food, and good beer.
We’ve caught a couple of small Bluefins and Halibut. Pete tells me I’m good luck because they don’t usually have this much luck.
“Here.” My brother says, pulling me from my thoughts.
I take the cigar and run it under my nose, smelling the sweet, smoky scent. “My favorite.” I tell him.
“I remember.” He lights his cigar and smiles at me. “If Sara asks, I did not smoke.” Pete begins to laugh. “Who am I kidding, she’s got a nose like a Blood Hound.”
I light mine and blow out the smoke. “Damn, this is perfect, brother.” We kick our feet up, soaking up the sun and enjoying our surroundings.
“Bas, I worry about you.” Pete says a while later and turns to look at me.
Before answering him, I take a puff of my cigar. “What do you mean?”
“Aren’t you lonely? You don’t date, you’re always with a different woman. I mean I know that life can be fun, I sure as hell enjoyed it back in my single days. Sara changed all that and I never looked back.” He looks out at the water and then turns back to me. “Ten or fifteen years down the road, I don’t want you regretting your life choices.”
Images of Luna and her pregnant belly assail me. My baby, my daughter is inside of her. She told me I could think about it, think about being involved. She’s young, fuck she’s young, but she seems so mature for her age.
Me, I still party like I’m in my twenties. Of course, it is starting to take longer for me to recover than it used to. I take a puff of my cigar and turn to Pete. “I love my life, brother. You shouldn’t be worried about me, things are changing for me. I can’t really talk about it yet, but it is all good.”
If I decide to be involved with Luna and the baby, I’m going to have to tell Pete. Truth of the matter is I don’t know what I want to do yet. Laying down roots would be something I would have to do. The child would need some stability.
