He gazed down at me with distinction, his beautifully crafted body, positioned between my naked legs, thrusted me into a heated passion. I couldn't stop the whimper that escaped my lips when his fingers touched the inseam of my panties.
'Kiss me.' my mouth was engulfed by his in an instance, welcoming my requests with such a burning passion. Instinctively, my hips rolled into him, eager to feel his member straining against my flower. With another rock of my body against his rough hands pinned me down against the bed as they stopped my movement. He pulled away, staring down at me while he bit his lip.
'Easy there, princess.' He rasped, pulling my panties towards my ankles, 'I'm not going anywhere.'
His assurance did little to calm my nerves. The fire burning behind his eyes told me everything I needed to know. His touch was electric. He glided his hands over my naked body as he crammed me like a blind man would.
He was like a fire that burned me beautifully. As he touched me, he sunk into me, I couldn't understand why I'd gone my whole life without this.
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My name is Hannah Cooper and I believe I have officially ruined my life.
'You can't be serious.' Jackie whispered as she got up from the sofa. She pulled the test from my hands and proceeded to inspect it, as if I'd lie about something like that.
'You're pregnant.' She said, more to herself than to me. 'You're pregnant.' She repeated, this time making it a declaration of something she accepted. I slumped my body against the wall as I sat on the floor. I folded my knees and brought them towards my chest, feeling rather suffocated and stressed. What was I going to do?
'Well you have to find him.'
'I don't know.' I rasped, feeling the world begin to spin.
'What's there not to know. Your family is going to kill you for this. You have to find him, Hannah.'
She wasn't wrong. My family would kill me for this. I had only just gotten into college after what I felt was a lifetime of drowning in shifts at work.
' Who would have thought that your first time would bring a baby.' Jacky joked and laughed, yet my mind was plagued with worry. I was freaking out and I didn't know what to do. How was I even going to find him? He was just a one night stand. A man I hope to put behind me and forget completely. Everything that happened between us was but a result of heavy alcohol intoxication and bad choices.
'It's going to be okay girl,' Jacky seats on the rug beside me, wrapping
her warm arms around my shoulders before pulling me in for a hug.
'I have to find him.' I let out absentmindedly.
'You do.' Jackie answered as she shook her head and rubbed my shoulders. I felt like my entire world spinning. I was not in a position to take care of a child. I could barely take care of myself and my family. I was working two jobs and barely holding it down. I had my siblings to take care of back at my foster home. I had responsibilities and none of them involved an extra human.
'Do you think he'd ever want to be a father?' I asked, feeling drenched.
' We cannot know for sure until you tell him. Let's find him fast and let him know. and then you can make your decision from there. Whatever you decide, I'm going to be here for you and I will support you fully.'
'Thanks Jacky.' I wiped away tears.
'Hey, what are friends for?' She quipped with a smile as she hugged me again.
We sat there in silence for a moment, the weight of the situation rested heavily on my shoulders.
'Isn't that him?' Jacky's voice boomed as she sat up, causing me to rise with confusion.
'Huh?' I stared at her with a raised brow.
'There, on the tv, that looks alot like your hot one night stand.' She pointed towards the screen playing in front of us. For a split second, my eyes couldn't quite decipher that. I squinted my brows as I neared the television.
'Oh my God.' Jacky exclaimed as she picked up the remote.
'It can't be. It couldn't be.' I shook my head as I stared perplexed. My one night stand, on TV?
'Nowonder he looked so familiar.' She quipped from behind me.
'What do you mean?' I asked, feeling damn sure that before that night, three weeks ago, I'd never seen him before.
'I had a hunch but I never brought it up. I even joked about it with the bartender that night when you left with him, I told him he looks a little bit like that handsome billionaire man always in the magazines for being a player.'
She turned the volume up, my heartbeat quickened as I listened. In a second, the man turned his face fully towards the camera. I would distinguish those eyes from anywhere.
I gasped.
'It's him.' I let out, like a daunting death sentence.
The reporter on tv spoke about his latest scandal. And how he'd been caught with yet another hooker two nights ago, following allegations of him breaking it off with a rich princess from the UAE.
As I stared at the screen, it felt like the world around me was crushing, and it would swallow me up halfway.
My one night stand, the father of my child, was a billionaire? And not just that, but an unfaithful irresponsible man who exchanges women like he does his clothes.
How on earth did I get myself into this?