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He murmurs against my cheek, his late afternoon stubble prickling my skin.
"Are you trying to tell me something, Firefly?" he asks on what I swear is a purr.
"What?" I manage a moment later.
My brain moves at the pace of an ant attempting to push a brick.
Oh.
Oh no.
Ohhhhhh.
"I'm not pregnant, creep," I blurt with a laugh. "I have an IUD, but thank you for your concern."
"I wasn't concerned," he tells me, and I look over my shoulder to find him smirking at me. "I was excited."
He waswhat?
"We, me,you . . ." I pause, blinking at him, but there's his robot face again, and he's doing the stare-down challenge. "We're too young to have a baby. I'mnothaving your baby, Gabriel."
"Yet." His smirk stretches even further.
What . . .
"No," I tell him firmly. "I don't even know if I want kids."
Well, no, that's not quite true. I do know what I want, and I don't want kids if it means that I turn into the two assholes who raised me.
"Yes," he says, the word slithering across his teeth and landing like a snake squeezing my heart. He says it so calmly like the matter's already gone to deliberations and just came back with a guilty verdict.
There's just one problem. I didn't get to vote.
"Noooooo." I shake my head at him.
"Mmmm," he snuggles closer. "You're so cute when you're scared."
I blink rapidly, trying to clear my head. He smells like he always does, campfires and burning embers, and it makes me want to snuggle into him as well and feel his warmth.
"I'm not scared," I manage. "I just don't want kids. There's a difference."
He scoffs. "You sound scared."
"I'm not," I protest.
"Good," he says with a shrug.
"Good?"
"Good." He leans in closer, sending his breath tumbling down the side of my face. "Because one of these days I'm going to tie you up and fill your tight pussy so full of my cum, you won't be able to breathe without it leaking out of you, baby girl. Then you're going to stay there until I know for sure you're fucking pregnant."
I feel like I'm too young to have this conversation.
"W . . . what?" I cough on something. It's probably my IUD hearing his words and spontaneously combusting.
"You heard me, Firefly," he says, his hand sliding around my middle and down across my belly button to between my legs as we stand together and look out the window.
He dips his fingers beneath the waistband of my skirt, pulling my underwear away with it, and I can't breathe. My heart hammers in an offbeat rhythm, its waves breaking faster and faster against the shoreline. His forearm presses across my side and down my belly to where his magical fingertips set me on fire. I hold my breath as he dips his hand even lower and the pad of his index finger grazes my clit.
