After that?
Well, we should have had sex… I’m already pregnant…
Then I closed my eyes and pulled the covers over my head.
I couldn’t hide because the covers smelled like Atlas.
I threw the covers off my body and looked down.
Thanks to Atlas and the sudden shock to his system that my stomach looked different, that was the first thing I looked at.
I tried to make my peace with the fact that my stomach would only grow.
But to see the look on Atlas’s face…
I slowly climbed out of the bed and went into the private bathroom.
“Oh, hello there rat’s nest,” I whispered as I caught sight of my reflection.
My hair was a mess, which meant I slept a little restless.
Was it being pregnant?
Was it being in Atlas’s bed?
Was it… everything else in my life?
I sat down on the toilet and chewed on my fingernails.
Being pregnant suddenly made my morning pee like a marathon session.
I finished, washed my hands, and attempted to fix my hair up a little.
I saw the reflection of the shirt in the mirror next.
The gigantic sized shirt.
I saw the faint outline of my nipples - a quick reminder that I had no bra on.
That I needed to fix before seeing Atlas.
Then again… what if I flaunted myself a little, right?
Kind of like what Hannah suggested.
Atlas and I could now do whatever we pleased.
I was already pregnant.
Then again, if anything happened between us, there was no way he could go near another woman.
I left the bathroom and took Atlas’s shirt off.
I hurried to put my bra on, then find the rest of my clothes from the night before.
Once dressed, I took a deep breath and stepped out of the bedroom.
The smell of coffee and breakfast hit my nose and made every urge and craving in my body go into overdrive.