"He owns me now, but that doesn't mean that its a committed thing! I'm allowed to see who I want."
"But at the end of the day she's mine," Serp said cooly. I saw the evil glint in his eye when I turned to look at him. What was he up to?
I was sitting on Serp's bed. His home was large, considering my mom's house was normal. Well, his parents were rich and he inherited the house from his father when they both died. The bed, though, was the least of my worries. The heat was on, so I was warm enough. The kisses trailed down my neck as Serp practically worshiped me.
"You okay?" he whispered in my ear from behind.
I nodded mutely, pressing into each of his kisses.
My lips latched onto his, but he stopped and pulled away, "I'm not going to risk it."
"Risk what?" I mumbled, reaching for his lips, but he got off the bed.
"The baby. I won't risk it for some fun."
I sighed, "It'll be fine. Pregnant woman have sex all the time."
He took my hands, "How much do you know about me?"
"I know you started racing when you were eighteen," I mumbled. "And your parents died two years later."
"Do you know how my parents died?" he asked quietly.
I looked at him, the mood instantly gone. "A car crash, right?"
He shook his head, "That's what everyone thinks. I haven't told anyone the actual truth, though."
"You don't have to tell me, if you don't want to," I said softly.
"No, I want to tell you. You deserve to know."
He ran a hand through his dark hair, his brown eyes holding mine. "My mom was pregnant. . . and she was going to the hospital to have the kid. She got to the hospital, but. . ." he sighed, "There was a complication. She died giving birth, and the baby died too."
"I'm so sorry," I whispered. My eyes were filled with tears. My hand reached out to touch his shoulder, but he shrugged it away.
"My dad was in pieces. He came home and took my gun and before I could stop him, he killed himself."
"Oh, Kellen," I whispered softly. I moved to him and hugged him to me. He may try to hide it, but I saw that he was hurting.
"I don't want to risk it. I don't want to risk you. I don't want to risk the child."
"Then we won't," I promised sincerely. "We won't. I won't be with anyone, I promise."
"And I swear to you, I won't be with anyone. I couldn't. I know you don't want it, but I want to actually have a real relationship, like my parents. They were racers too, but they loved each other so much."
"We'll try it. I'm not promising anything, but I promise." I kept my face onto his shoulder, breathing in his manly scent. "Serp?"
"Yeah?" he mumbled into my hair.
"At the warehouse, you said that you didn't care if I was with anyone else. But now-"
"I couldn't bare the thought of my baby being raised by some random man. I wanted to raise it. It was selfish of me, I know, but I couldn't-"
"You wanted to do what you dad couldn't," I realized.
"What do you mean?"
"Your dad couldn't father his unborn child, but your mother was with it, and your father wanted to join."
He smiled softly, "I guess in a weird twisted way, that's true. I love you, Bella."
I didn't know what I felt for him yet. I was still getting used to this. Life as an owned woman. I knew I wasn't going to ever settle down, but now. . .
I had to appease him, I had to make it seem like I was trying. Amazingly easily, I was able to say the three words back, "I love you," and then I added, "Too."
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