Billie Bob Taylor
"Okay he sent over a prescription," Benedito walked into the bathroom as I raked moisturiser through my curls. Normally I would have never cared but I needed to distract my mind from the possible baby situation in my belly. I turned to look at him with a stressful pout as he handed me the brown little pharmacy paper bag. "Come on meu amor," he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to our bedroom.
He sat me down on the couch whilst he went to the mini bar area to get me a bottle of water. I opened the contents of the bag and my stomach twisted painfully when I saw a box of pregnancy tests, but I also let out a sigh of relief when I saw Plan B aka the morning after box of pills.
