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Chapter Six
Nick
Ishould be comatose. The travel and the sex and our long, hot shower should have done me in, but I sleep lightly. I’m not used to sleeping with a woman. It’s been a long time since I’ve shared my bed overnight. But that’s not what’s keeping me awake.
I’m excited.
It’s like my whole world flipped upside down and everything is new and things I never gave much thought to are suddenly important. The world is full of possibilities.
I’m spooning Katie, loving the way she feels in my arms, the way she smells. My hand rests possessively over her abdomen.
Possibilities.
I came inside her unprotected. She says she’s on the pill, but it was still a risk. A risk we both took willingly. Hell, a risk we took gleefully.
I should be lying here berating myself for what I’ve done tonight. A virginal student. A much younger woman. A stranger. Risky sex. No amount of logic can explain my totally out-of-character behavior, and I don’t even fucking care.
I’m in love with a stranger. I actually hope her birth control fails us. I want to marry the shit out of her and fill her with babies. Biology is fighting with my common sense and it’s winning.
I know I got her into this bed and satisfied her body, but I’m not sure she understands how deep this goes. I’m not sure she’s ready for marriage and babies and some big oaf claiming to love her at first sight. Wanting to claim her, mark her, keep her. She’s young and never even lain with a man before me—how can she possibly be ready for what I want from her?
I’ve never been with a virgin. I was her first lover. I’ll be her last. I’ll keep her so fucking strung out on sex she won’t have time to look at another man and wonder what she’s missing.
She’s so passionate. Damn, right there with me the whole time even if she didn’t have the experience. Hell, I’ve never had the kind of sexual experience we shared before tonight. I’ve had sex, loved sex, but never had it alter the course of my life. Never felt it in my soul.
I’m going to have to hang up my science degree and take up poetry if I keep this shit up.
She shifts in her sleep, rubbing her ass on my dick and it stirs. Jesus. It’s going to wear out if I use it one more time tonight. And she’s probably going to be sore. I need to give us both a break. But tell that to my dick.
I doze a bit, stirring when I hear a car outside, its engine idling loudly. I blink as the soft light of dawn tells me it’s still fucking early. But a protective instinct wells up inside. I need to check it out, make sure my woman is safe. I pull on some sweats and go to the living room when I hear the doorbell. I look out the window as the car peels away from the curb, but I open the door anyway.
Why is there a baby on my porch?
Am I dreaming? I look around, but the car is long gone and nobody else is outside. The baby is awake, bundled in a pink hooded get-up and still buckled in a car seat. I can’t just leave it out here. I pick up the handle and grab the bag decorated with teddy bears and baby chicks and bring them both in the house.
I set the baby carrier on the coffee table and sit on the couch staring. Now what?
My guess from the all pink outfit is she’s a girl. And she’s got big, wet eyes of grayish blue. And she’s very serious. She’s scowling at me. Are babies supposed to scowl? Her lower lip starts to quiver. Uh-oh.
“Don’t do it,” I tell her.
