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How could she not be pregnant? If she was healthy and normal, which she seemed to be, wouldn't she be pregnant as much as he had used her? An image of her delicate little body, having to accommodate his rampaging hormones, shook him.
Even that morning, knowing of the pregnancy test, he still couldn't stop himself from rolling on top of her, spreading her legs, and sinking into her before her eyes were even opened.
God, he was an ass.
He wanted her to be pregnant, wanted it with a passion. Yeah, he wanted a baby, but more than anything, he wanted her. Cemented to him, to his ranch. But it was just one more stake in his soul. Never caring about her needs, or what she wanted.
He was going to hell for sure.
But wouldn't an eternity in hell be worth it, if he could trade it for having heaven here on earth with her?
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Selena went out to both barns looking for Travis. She couldn't find him, but Gus told her he had ridden out to the East pasture, and should be back before long.
She went back to the house, and since she knew he wouldn't return before lunch, decided to make the day special. She took a leisurely bath, dressed in the shortest pair of shorts he had bought for her, and decided to try out her new makeup. She hadn't made herself up in ages, but it used to be fun.
Goodness, this marriage stuff was awesome! Making love all the time, having someone to share everything with, and now she was going to get a baby, too.
When Travis finally allowed himself to come back to the house for lunch, he didn't know what to expect. He imagined that she would have already taken the test and known one way or another. Would she be upset to find herself saddled with a baby at so young an age? Or would she be pleased because she thought she was in love with him?
He didn't expect the femme fatale that waited for him in the kitchen. She sat on the kitchen table, a plate of brownies on one side of her, and a casserole on the other side. She wore a tiny pair of shorts, and her legs were crossed, her beautiful bare feet swinging back and forth, bright pink polish on her little toes. Her face was subtly made up, and he felt a swift kick to his system when he saw how it enhanced her beauty. She was stunningly beautiful, and there was a smile on her face.
She held out her arms to him and wriggled all of her fingers, in a posture that screamed of her satisfaction.
He couldn't help but smile, and took the invitation to walk into her arms.
"We did it, Travis!"
Satisfaction pierced through him. "We did?"
" Si. We are pregnant. We are going to have a baby."
His arms enclosed her. He was glad his goal was accomplished, but he felt sort of numb, kind of like the happiness he should be feeling was being robbed by the fact he had tricked her.
She felt his mental withdrawal. She pulled back from him and studied his face.
"Are you not happy? Is this not what you have been trying to do?"
Ouch. She knew that? "Yeah, I'm happy." His voice lacked emotion. "Are you happy?"
Selena didn't understand his reaction. It didn't go with the man who had willingly and knowingly made love to her dozens of times without protection since their marriage.
She nodded her head. "I am happy about the baby."
"Why do you think you're happy?" His question floored her.
Her voice rose an octave. "Why do I think I am happy?"
"Yeah. Is it the same reason you think you love me?"
"Travis Blake. I do not understand what is wrong with you."
Travis let go of her and turned away. He paced a few feet and then faced her again. "What's wrong with me is that I've tricked you, forced you to marry me, stolen your virginity, and to top it all off, I got you pregnant on purpose!" His voice became louder as he went and he yelled the last six words.
Selena laughed. " Si, I know all of this. I do not think you tricked me. How did you trick me?"
Travis watched her in frustration as she sat with a smile on her face, swinging those bare legs back and forth.
