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My eyes go wide as the reality dawns on me. I do some period math and it doesn’t really help me feel any better.

“I’ll call the front desk and have them bring some tests up,” Hood says, grabbing the phone. Isn’t he the considerate one, given that me feeling like this is probably his fault to begin with.

We’ve talked about this. He wants them. I want them. But this is so fast. It’s one thing to throw the two of ourselves into this whirlwind romance, as we’re both consenting adults who can do whatever we please. But a child?

A child makes it more real than a marriage ever could.

A few pregnancy tests arrive. Apparently they asked what brand Hood wanted, and he said he doesn’t care, just that they should furry up and send some. So he got three.

“Uh... maybe you should take all of them. You know, just to be extra sure.”

I shake my hood. It’s an odd request, but hey, I’m going to be peeing on things anyway, so why not?

A short time in the bathroom later I come out, and wait for the directed time to pass. Hood seems nervous, and I do too.

“What do you want it to be?” I ask.

“I want it to be whatever it is,” he says.

“Hood, I don’t want to trap you into something you’re not ready for, you know.”

“Trapped? What do you mean trapped? Is building a family with me that terrifying to you?”

“I’m just... I don’t know if you’re ready for this if the right amount of lines appear on those tests.”

“I’m with you, babe. I’m with you no matter what. Zero kids or a million, I’m your man and I’ll always be your man.”

I grab the tests off the nightstand.

Positive.

Positive.

Positive.

There’s no getting around it, is there? “I’m pregnant.” It’s a bittersweet feeling, my doubts breaking through for the first time in months.

Hood, though? He gets down on his knees, and kisses me right on my currently flat belly. “I can’t wait to see you swell with my child, babe. For your tits to become huge and milky. Then for you to grow our family. After that? Maybe we’ll start the process over.”

I giggle. Why did I ever doubt him? He’s with me. He’s even horny for the idea of me being pregnant as all hell.

“Well, then...” I say, leaning back, my hands going to my pussy lips and splaying them open. “How about you have a look under my hood?”

He grins, shaking his head at my dumb joke. Then he kisses me again, right where I suggested he do so.

God, what a man.

EPILOGUE TWO

HOOD

ONE YEAR LATER

She’s finally asleep.

I’m surprised how difficult it is to get her to do so. She’s a precious little thing, but damn is being a Dad exhausting.

Sure, I heard all the warnings and people saying that it’s one of the most exhausting things to ever do, and it’s a lot tougher than they say, but really?

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