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I wouldn’t take no for an answer.
So, I pulled her in for a dance, whether she wanted to or not.
I think we both fell in love at that moment. I spent the rest of that night kissing Sarah passionately while Jeni played on her phone.
Looking back, that wasn’t very thoughtful of us.
“Did you not hear me?” Sarah snaps, bringing me back into reality.
“No, babe, what do you need?”
“Were you daydreaming while I’m trying to force your child out of my pussy?” she asks.
Damn, this girl’s hilarious!
And I can’t help but laugh.
Sarah screws her face up and pulls her hand from mine.
“No, well, yes… I was remembering how we met.”.
She looks back at me and smiles. “At that nimrod’s party.”
“Yeah, you were so beautiful that night,” I say and hold Sarah’s hand to which she quickly snaps it away again.
“That night? So, what? I’m not beautiful now? That’s right! Knock me up and then tell me I’m ugly while I am pushing a watermelon out of my twat. Nice one, Chris! Remind me to divorce you when this is all over, won’t you?”
I shake my head, but she starts to cry.
“Hey, don’t cry.” I smooth her hair back. “I love you, and you’re beautiful. You are simply stunning, especially when you’re pushing out a watermelon.” I chuckle at the end of my sentence.
She looks up at me, and her bottom lip quivers. “I love you, Chris. I’m so sorry. I don’t want a divorce. It’s the pain, it is making me crazy,” she exclaims.
I lean down to kiss her forehead. “It’s not the pain making you crazy, that’s all you,” I joke, and she huffs and turns away from me.
“Fuck you, you fucking jerk,” she mumbles.
“Don’t worry… I love it when you’re crazy,” I mumble back to her.
Sarah turns her face to mine and she half-smiles. Then suddenly, she’s groaning in pain as she hunches over on the bed. I take her hand, and she holds on to me so fucking tight I hardly have any feeling left in my hand—it has turned white.
“You’re doing well, Sarah, just work through it,” I encourage as I rub her back with my free hand.
“Don’t touch me,” she yells.
Instantly, I take my hand from her back—the last thing I want to do is hurt her.
“No! Dammit! Keep rubbing my back, but don’t touch me. You’re the ass fucker who did this to me in the first place.”
Great! Now she’s not making any sense when her crazy comes out.
I so should be recording this!
“Okay, I’m not touching you, but I am rubbing your back,” I inform her while she groans and nods.
Right. Good. At least that’s settled!
Her contraction eases, and her panting slows as the midwife steps in. “Okay, I’m just going to check how far along you are? It should be getting closer—”
