A/N: So this will be the first chapter of this story off of my new laptop. It was an early Christmas present from myself. I needed one since I'm starting college in January, and it was on sale for 400 dollars. Figured I couldn't beat it.

Accidentally Expecting

As Lacey sat hunched over praying to the porcelain gods, Randy snuck up on the bathroom. The older man took a seat on the edge of the bathtub to hold back her long locks that she let reign freely down her back earlier.

Once she finally thought she was all set, Lacey rested her throbbing head on her arm that she had resting on the toilet seat. "Someone shoot me," she pleaded with a slight laugh to let Randy know she was kidding to a point.

Over dinner, she somewhat explained how bad her "all-day" sickness had gotten. She figured since she was soon entering her second trimester that it would start to go away, but the past few days were telling her otherwise. Even before Randy showed up in Fort Worth, her nausea was getting worse by the day, although her doctor told her there was nothing to worry about.

Lacey turned to Randy as she flushed the toilet and tried to offer a simple smile, to which she got a sympathetic one in return.

"Want me to take you home?" Lacey stood to rinse her mouth out and shook her head. Figuring that she felt embarrassed about the whole ordeal, Randy placed a comforting hand to her back. "You can make it up to me tomorrow."

He offered a sexy smirk before stepping out of the bathroom to let her continue to freshen up. A minute or so later, Lacey stepped out of the bathroom to find Randy sitting on the couch in the living room. "I'm fine. I can stay for a little bit more."

Lacey tried to loosen up and let a bigger smile take over her face, but Randy just shook his head and saw through her act. "C'mon, I'll walk you over." The shorter brunette pursed her lips together and slightly nodded.

Randy led her to the front door and opened it for her as the two stepped onto his small porch area. Noting that the weather was starting to change, Lacey wrapped an arm around herself to shield her body from the wind. Lacey slid her door opened and stepped into the front sitting room.

"It's been a long day. I think I'm going to head to bed. Thank you again for dinner."

"You're welcome, Lacey." She placed her keys down on the table by the stairs leading to the second floor before tossing a smile Randy's way. "Are we still on for lunch tomorrow with Torrie?" When Lacey replied with a nod, he smiled in her direction. "I'll stop over in the morning after I call Tor."

"Sounds good." Lacey stepped up onto the first stair in the set and turned back to Randy. "I had a really good time tonight, Randy."

Randy nodded. "Yeah, me too." He pointed back to the door and looked up at the brunette who was trying to stifle a yawn. "I'll show myself out. Goodnight, Lacey."

With a smile, Lacey offered her a reply to Randy before heading upstairs towards her bedroom. When Randy saw the light upstairs flicker off, he grabbed her set of keys from the table and turned the downstairs lights off before stepping back outside.

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The brunette sat up in bed and wiped the sleep from her eyes. Glancing to the glaring red numbers on her bedside table, she became surprised that she slept until 9:30.

She fixed her spaghetti strap tank top before standing from her bed. As Lacey lovingly ran her hands over her growing bump, a smile etched across her features.

For a Saturday, it seemed quiet, but it was a peaceful silence. That was until she heard sounds from the living room downstairs. Lacey racked her brain for what she did once she came home from Randy's the night before. All that she could remember was heading straight to bed when Randy left.

A slight chill ran down her spine as she started across the room, leaving her to reach for her Dallas Cowboys sweatshirt. She slipped the fabric on as she headed into the hall and down the stairs. The noise became louder as she continued down the path to the living room.

Her hand landed on her chest once she saw the scene in her front room. "Jesus, Randy. You scared the shit out of me."

"Not good language for the baby, Lace."

Her mouth fell open in shock, as a short laugh escaped her lips. "Excuse me. I'm pretty sure you were supposed to leave last night."

"I did leave. But I came back."

"And--" Lacey rolled her eyes before continuing, "and you said you would lock up."

"And I did."

"Then how did you get in my house?"

Randy lifted his hand, not taking his eyes off of the TV. "Ever hear of keys?" he said, jingling her set of keys in his hand.

"What did you want?"

Using the remote, he shut the television off and turned to face the short brunette. "Just wanted to make sure you were feeling alright after last night."

"As I told you last night, I'm fine. I'm used to this. So now you can go home. Call me when you've made plans with Torrie for lunch."

Randy smirked and stood from the couch. As he stepped over to kiss her cheek, he knew the affection would make her lose her anger towards him. And as Randy closed the front door behind him, Lacey placed her hands to her lips and bit her lip. What the hell have I gotten myself into?

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