Francis came and knocked on my door. I smiled and looked towards my bedroom door, telling him it was open. He opened it, smiling at me. I could then see my mother in the shadows behind him, eyes narrowed and watching Francis carefully. He nervously entered, slipping through the small crack and shut the door quickly, knowing my mother was watching him. He smirked at me as he approached me in bed and then moved so he straddled over me. He kissed me softly and I responded to his kiss.
"What are you still doing in bed, Tonia?" he whispered, looking down at me. "Trying to tease me?" I hit him softly in the chest.
"You know my mom's listening," I whispered. "We could never..."
"Maybe this Saturday night? I can book us another room at the motel." I looked up at him and sadly shook my head. He looked confused. "Aww, why not? Did your mother find out about last time?"
I shook my head again.
"No, but there's something else that is preventing us from making love," I whispered softly. He sat back.
"What is it? Is it another man?" I shook my head quickly.
"No! Francis, I could never cheat on you!" He took my hand and smiled.
"I'm glad. But what is it?" I swallowed nervously. 'This is it... ' I thought nervously as I pulled my shirt over my small bump on my belly and pulled the blanket away from my chin down past my belly. Francis's eyes widened.
"Ma chérie! Have your breasts gotten bigger?" he was looking at my chest with a sort of lustful look in his eyes, but I didn't notice. I nodded, blushing a bit.
"Sí, but that's not it." I took his hand and slowly brought it down to my belly, placing his hand down. His eyes flashed with recognition as he looked down, shocked.
"Mon dieu!" he exclaimed softly. "Is that...are you...?" He looked at me and I nodded.
"Sí, I am pregnant," I breathed, turning my head away. I knew what was going to come next. Francis would get angry and break up with me, leaving me alone to take care of the child. Instead, his reaction surprised me. He kissed my belly softly. I whirled my head around and looked at him. He was smiling as he whispered things to my belly. "F-Francis?" I stuttered, a bit confused. He looked up at me with a smile aligning his face.
"Yes?"
"Y-You're not mad at me for being pregnant? Y-You're not going to break up with me?" I whispered. He shook his head.
"Why would I break up with my pregnant girlfriend?" he whispered back. I smiled and blushed, kissing him softly. He deepened it more and then scooped me up in his arms. I squealed and giggled, wrapping my hands around his neck. He set me down on my feet and placed his hands on my belly, kneeling down. If I had known what was going to happen next, I might not have almost fainted.
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Translations:
Ma chérie= My darling
Sí= Yes
Mon dieu= My god!
Here's the first chapter. I hope it's good. Please review!
