Mark sat in the bedroom waiting for Nikki. She came out wearing a long T-shirt. She came over and sat beside him. Mark got up and handed her the cup of tea. She sat there and drank it trying to gather her thoughts. Nikki looked up as Mark took the empty cup from her hands. He sat it down and scooped her up in his arms and went to set on the big overstuffed chair in the corner of there room. He settled Nikki on his lap.
"Alright, tell me what's wrong." Mark said.
Mark felt Nikki trembling. She was scared. Why the hell would she be scared of him?
"Nikki, Little girl you know I love you, ya can tell me anything." Mark said.
Nikki looked up at him.
"I'm pregnant." She whispered.
Nikki watched his face for his reaction. Mark was stunned at first, a baby. Then he smiled. He wrapped his arms around Nikki and kissed her deeply. Nikki pulled back looking at him stunned.
"You're happy?" Nikki asked.
"Well of course I am Darlin, why wouldn't I be?" Mark asked confused.
"I just thought with everything going on you wouldn't want another baby so soon." Nikki said looking down.
This was what she was so upset about. She was scared to tell him this. That upset him worse than anything that Nikki had been to scared to tell him.
"Nikki, we're married we love each other, we love Anna, we're a family, why would I be upset?" Mark asked.
"I don't know, I just didn't want you to have too much on you. We're going back on the road soon too, I was afraid it would be to much stress on you." Nikki said.
"How far along are you, how long have you known?" Mark asked starting to sound mad.
"I'm two months. I've known for a while. I suspected before we even got married." Nikki said.
"And you just decided to keep this to yourself the whole time." Mark said his voice rising.
"Well how the hell was I supposed to know how you would act, you get mad at me over the least little thing." Nikki said getting in his face.
"Nikki this aint one of our petty little fights we have, you kept something very important from me, excuse me if I'm pissed!" Mark shouted.
Nikki jumped up off his lap.
"God you are so impossible. You hardheaded jerk!" Nikki yelled.
"Oh just hold on a minute Missy, you knew this shit when we got married, ya think I might have wanted to know this before I married you, huh.? You had no right to keep this to yourself." Mark shouted at her.
"Oh okay, I get it. You wouldn't have married me if you had known you got me knocked up?" Nikki asked glaring at him.
"Little girl your treading a thin line right now, I suggest you back off, you're the one in the wrong here not me!" Mark shouted back at her.
"I have had it with you Mark, I'm leaving. I want a divorce." Nikki said. She went and started pulling her clothes out of the closet.
"Okay that's it. I've had enough of this shit." Mark growled.
He went and grabbed Nikki.
"Let go of me!" Nikki shouted.
Mark held her still.
"Stop fighting me Nikki." Mark said.
Mark held her against his chest.
"Look at me Nikki." Mark said in a harsh tone.
Nikki looked up in those deep green eyes of his.
He lifted his hand and brought it down on her butt.
Nikki flinched but her eyes never left his.
"Don't you ever lie to me again, Nikki. I will tolerate anything but that." Mark said.
He smacked her ass again and then let her go.
Nikki backed away from him.
"You hit me you big jerk." Nikki said.
"I smacked your ass a couple of times and you deserved more than that, little girl, so count yourself lucky." Mark said.
"I'm going to tell my dad!" Nikki shouted.
"Go ahead from the look on his face; he's probably got a few smacks for ya too." Mark said.
Mark turned around and walked out of the room. He couldn't believe Nikki had kept this from him.
Nikki flung herself on the bed and burst into tears. Mark hated her now; he would never trust her again.
Mark came back up bringing her some dinner. She was probably starved. She had just picked at her breakfast. He had cut her up some fruit and some cheese, and made her a peanut butter and banana sandwich. That was her favorite thing in the world to eat, God she was weird. Mark laughed shaking his head. He opened the door. Nikki was lying on the bed bawling her eyes out. Mark set the tray down and went to set on the bed.
"Hey now, little girl, stop crying, I hate it when you cry." Mark said rubbing her back.
"Look I made you you're favorite, peanut butter and banana sandwich." Mark said stroking her hair. Nikki lifted her head up and looked at him and started crying even harder.
"Please Baby stop crying, set up and eat." Mark said.
"You hate me!" Nikki said crying even harder.
Mark sat back on the bed and pulled her over to lay on him.
"Ya silly thing, I don't hate you. Would I make your favorite sandwich if I hated ya, huh?" Mark said.
"You're mad at me." Nikki said sniffing.
Mark sighed. "I'm not real happy that you kept this from me Nikki." Mark said.
"You just want me to eat so the baby will be healthy. You aren't going to try to take my baby when its born are you?" Nikki asked.
"Nikki do you want another spanking or what? What kind of question is that? I plan on keeping you both around. I love ya girl, you know that." Mark said.
"I love you too Mark, I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I was so scared you would be mad." Nikki said wrapping her arms around him.
Mark rubbed her back for a few minutes.
"Now set up here and eat and I want ya to eat every bite." Mark said.
Nikki sat up and Mark put the tray on the bed. He made sure she ate it all.
Mark picked up the tray. "I'm going to wash a few dishes up. When I get back I want to find your cute little ass naked and waiting for me." Mark said winking at her.
Nikki smiled and stretched on the bed watching him leave. She pulled her clothes off and tossed them to the floor. God I hope he don't take too long she thought with a smile.