"Berry, I have some bad news!" Noah yelled in the general direction of the bathroom. I walked out, worried sick, and braced myself. "Your dads were in a really bad car accident. Richard has a broken jaw, collarbone, and a shattered foot. David... Um, at the moment, he's in a medically induced coma from all the serious injuries."
Bursting into tears, I held onto him for dear life. He simply wrapped his arms around me as I drenched his shirt. I composed myself quickly, and he just looked into my eyes with this concerned expression. "Don't worry; I'm not going to break down again. I just can't take this crap right now," I said with a slight smile.
He grinned back goofily and tried to make me laugh by saying, "I want a look on your face that's so optimistic it could cure cancer." Then, I couldn't help but grin, and I mirrored his expression. I began to giggle uncontrollably because he lightly poked me on my flat tummy. After he did that, a tickle-war broke out.
We ended up on his bed, my body underneath his, but he was careful not to crush me. Unable to move, as he had me pinned, he kissed me, gently at first, but it quickly escalated. I, surprisingly, kissed him back with just as much force. Tugging at the bottom of his shirt, he broke away, only for a second, to comply with my silent request. Once it was discarded on his floor, his lips met up with mine almost immediately. I ran my hands down his built chest, only to find a ring on his right nipple. Lightly, I scraped my nail over it, and he moaned softly. "When did you get this?"
He smirked, and then said, "High school. I was a stud and a badass, babe." I simply rolled my eyes at his cockiness. While I was suddenly very intrigued by his nipple ring, he placed wet kisses along my neck. I inched my hands toward the button on his jeans, getting it undone with little trouble.
"I'll help you forget," he said quietly. Once the zipper was eased down, Noah pulled them down, revealing the fact that he went commando today. "You're wearing far too much clothing," he murmured in my ear. He pulled off my blouse and unhooked my new purple bra. My skirt and panties were gone instantly. "Are you a virgin?" He asked me, and I nodded. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
I nodded again and said, "I'm ready."
(Smut break that I won't write until a later time)
I awoke groggy and stiff, and Noah had his arm draped over my torso. We were still naked, so I decided to admire the view of him while he was still asleep.
"Mornin', are you enjoying yourself?" he said, and hearing his voice startled me. My lips were set in a tight line, trying not to smile, as I nodded. Chuckling lightly, he said, "Same here." My face and chest turned light pink.
"We need to get dressed before things go too far again," I said, and he helped me out of bed. Once he let me go, I wobbled, almost toppling over into the nightstand. He grabbed me by the waist from behind, steadying me, then sending me off in the direction of the bathroom. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and wondered how my hair got so screwed up. Oh yeah, sex. Okay then.
I was almost to the little slice of heaven called the shower when Noah came up behind me and practically demanded I came back to bed.
-3 weeks later-
I'm pretty sure I was dreaming, but I'm not entirely sure. I saw a baby girl in the hospital, chocolate curls covering her head, a small, pudgy nose, and bright green eyes. She looked like an exact Jewish replica of Noah and me combined. Holy crap! She is an exact clone of Noah and me combined! That means she's our child!
Whoa, hold up. Our kid? Oh crap! It was unprotected sex. Oh, God. I could be pregnant. I was supposed to get my period Monday, so we'll see if it's just being stupid. If we did the dirty three weeks ago, I could be with child in college. Oh, God! I could be pregnant. Excitement and apprehension coursed through my veins and I was suddenly awake.
"Good morning, how long was I asleep?" My voice was still thick with sleep.
"About four hours. Sorry I wore you out, but thank god you're flexible," he said with a wink. I just rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom to shower.
The warm water melted all my worries away, except for one. My mind kept wandering to my might-be-baby as I toweled off, being more careful around my abdomen than ever. Once I was fully clothed, I stepped out of the bathroom to find Noah waiting on the bed.
He sat there quietly, and finally said, "Is something wrong?" he asked worriedly. I bit my bottom lip and nodded slowly.
"Well, not really wrong, but it depends on how you look at the situation. How do you feel about adding a baby to the mix?"
His eyes widened and he half whispered, "Oh, I forgot protection! Oh, God. I'm so freaking stupid! Are you okay with this?" I nodded, even though I was scared, I was perfectly okay with it. "We need to get you to the doctor, just to make sure. I know you hate doctors, but all you have to do is pee in a cup, okay?"
I just laughed at the last statement. I took his hand, stood up, and headed for the door. "C'mon! I want to know if there really is a baby in here!" I said eagerly as I locked the door behind us.