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I opened my eyes and heard vomiting coming from the bathroom. "Sam? Sam, you alright?"

"Oh yeah, you know puking at five in the freaking morning is my new favorite activity. Next I think I'll slam my head into a brick wall," she said sarcastically

I held her hair, rubbing her back. We had been dating for three and a half years and recently moved into an apartment together. I had to compromise heavily with my mom so she would agree not to randomly stop by unannounced, give me shots, or try to disinfect every millimeter of our house, or try to stop us from having sex. I would never tell her, but we lost our virginities to each other 3 years ago when we were seniors in high school and I was still under her roof. My sex life was out of her control a long time ago.

I kissed Sam's hair and she stopped puking. "Oh thank god, I think it stopped"

"Babe, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know. I haven't had undercooked or spoiled anything"

"Didn't lick another swing set?"

She glared at me and said coldly "No I haven't"

"Could you be…pregnant?"

"No I puked at like 3 in the morning too so I took one then and it came up negative"

"It's probably a stomach virus going around or something. I could call my-" I started to say before she pinched my lips

"Don't you say that name"

I took her fingers off my lips and held her hand. "Sam if you're sick, it's either my mom or the doctor"

"Which is the lesser of two evils? Your psycho mom or the dreaded doctor?"

"I'll get you some soup while you think about that. Get in bed and relax"

I carried her into bed, sat a bucket beside her, kissed her hair, and went to the kitchen. I made her chicken noodle soup and got her some ginger ale. She hated ginger ale, but she needed something to calm her stomach. I brought it back to her, and she glared at the green drink. "Please tell me that's a Valley Rain drink (A/N: My version of Mountain Dew)"

"Sam I know you hate ginger ale, but it's the only drink I know of that will settle your stomach"

She glared again and drank the drink. I rubbed her leg and kissed her knee. She smiled and ate her soup. When she was done, I took her bowl to the kitchen. I came back in our room and lied on the bed while she brushed her teeth. She lied in bed with me, kissed my lips, and let me taste a mix of chicken and mint. I kissed back, groaning "Sam you'll get me sick"

She looked at me with disbelief. "After three years, you'd rather lie in bed watching the Geek channel-"

"It's Tech Network"

"Whatever, you'd rather watch your tech nerds play with CPUs than have sex with me?"

I grinned kissing her. "Sex? Honey what if you have the flu?"

"Then we'll be sick together. Maybe sex cures the flu"

"I doubt it, I just don't want to exhaust you or run up your fever"

She laughed lightly, rubbing my chest. "Okay I know you're fantastic in the sack, but I can keep up. You haven't exhausted me yet"

"Oh but I might tonight"

It had been a week since we last had sex. In our relationship, that was a long time. Of course, we loved each other for more than sex, but we are both sexual people and have needs.

She nodded, sucking on my bottom lip and rubbing her tongue against mine, while getting on top of me and straddling me. "Mm hmm. This is what days off are for, hot, wild, repetitive, loud, amazing sex"

I grinned widely and said "Babe that's everyday"

"Shut up and fuck me nerd"

I grinned wider and gave in. It's nearly impossible for me to resist her when she's begging me for it, rubbing against me, kissing me the way I like it. Actually, I don't think I've ever resisted her under those conditions. Clothes ended up all over the room, the picture frame and our phones were shaken off from the beside tables, the bed creaked endlessly, and our neighbors cussed at us for being so loud. But we didn't care, we would moan, scream, and make the bed creak as much as we wanted. Afterwards, she lied on top of me, kissing my neck, focusing on the hickey she just left me. I smiled lazily, stroking her hair. She laughed softly, rubbing my penis. I smiled at her, kissing her hair. "Baby, are you already ready for round two?"

"Nah I just like after sex groping mixed in with the cuddling"

"Hmm…usually you just want a fat cake"

"I just had a seven inch one" she said suggestively

"True, want some ham?"

"Chiz yeah"

"Alright babe, drink lots of water, relax and get some rest"

"Nyegh" she grunted

I knew her various sounds of disproval. That one was a "Maybe if I feel like it but I really don't want to".

"Baby I know you don't want to, but I want you to get better fast. You're okay now, but if you have the flu you're gonna be feeling terrible"

"Fine"

"Good, I'll call the doctor"

"Don't tell your freak mom I'm sick. She'll come after both of us with shots, pills, and vitamins all freaking day"

"You know she'll be your mother in law one day"

"Yes, then I'll introduce her as 'The freak who's the mother of my husband and I'm forced by cruel tradition to call her part of my family'"

I chuckled and left to get her ham. I came back in the room with her water and ham, kissed her quickly, and picked our phones up from the floor. I smiled, looking around at our scattered clothes and the pictures that fell off the walls. Her bra was on top of the door and her pants ended up on the wall sconce. I also noticed love bites all over her neck and breasts. I kissed each hickey gently, taking the opportunity to caress her body. She moaned and tried pulling me back into bed. "Mm, babe, can't, doctor's appointment".

She frowned, hitting me with a piece of ham. "Tease"

"I'll be back in a few minutes"

I put on my boxers, sweat pants, and a t shirt. I went out to the back stairwell of our apartment, sat down and called Dr. Howzer. "Hey Doctor Howzer"

"Hey Freddie, haven't seen you in awhile"

"Yeah well I moved out on my own so my mom hasn't taken me in for monthly checkups"

"Ah so what can I help you with?"

"Actually can I set up an appointment for my girlfriend? She threw up this morning and we don't know if it's the flu or what"

"Have you asked your mom? Because you know she's free and could probably help her as much as I can"

"Yeah but Sam has a short temper, her and my mom don't get along"

"Alright let me get her information"

I told him her name, address, phone number, her symptoms, and she hasn't been taking drugs or drinking. "Okay Freddie is it possible she's pregnant?"

"No she took a pregnancy test and it came up negative"

"Well sometimes the home tests are wrong. It's possible she's too early to tell or for some reason the pregnancy hormones didn't show up on the test"

"Well we did have unprotected sex a few weeks ago so I guess it's possible"

"I'd like to test her in my office just to be safe. I can't give her a chest X ray if she's pregnant or give her certain medications"

"Okay thanks doctor. This is all confidential right? You won't tell my mom?"

"Of course it's confidential, but for legal reasons, is your girlfriend over 18?"

"Yeah"

"Alright, by law I'm required to keep this confidential. Even if your mother was on her death bed and her last dying wish was to know, I couldn't tell her or I would get fired and arrested"

"Okay good to know"

"Alright my next opening is Wednesday at 2. Can she come then?"

"Hold on let me check her work schedule"

I went in the house, checked her work schedule for the week on the fridge, and said "Okay she can come"

"Okay got it. Ask her to stay hydrated, get plenty of rest, no drug use, no alcohol, and be ready to give a urine sample"

"Alright thanks doctor"

"No problem, see you on Wednesday"

I went to the bedroom and sat next to Sam on the bed. "I got you a doctor's appointment on Wednesday at 2"

"Alright"

"He wants to test you for pregnancy in his office just in case"

"What? I'm not pregnant"

"Are you sure? The pregnancy test could be wrong"

"I don't wanna be tested for pregnancy. I'll look like a slut"

"But if you are pregnant and the doctor gives you certain medication or does an X ray, you could miscarry"

"But he'll look at us weird"

"Sam honey, we're not the first unmarried couple to possibly be pregnant. There are couples much younger that have been pregnant. The information is completely confidential and he's there to help us. If any of those rights are violated, he can be fired and arrested"

"Okay fine"

"Hon, it'll be fine. I love you more than anything, nothing will ever change that"

"Promise?"

"I promise"

She kissed him, hugging me. "We're not ready for a baby"

"We have plenty of time to get ready. My mom saved all my baby stuff so we'll borrow that. We can crunch some numbers, save money, I'll do some freelance Internet work, we'll make it work"

"Your mom already hates me. She doesn't even accept that we have sex. We haven't told her officially we've had sex, but she must know we have. She probably makes herself believe that the farthest we've gone is kissing with all our clothes on outside of the bed"

"Well she'll have to get over it. I told her before that I want to marry you and will have kids with you one day. If she can't accept it, she won't be in our lives"

"Are you gonna tell her I might be pregnant?"

"Right now I won't. I don't wanna freak her out yet. If you're not pregnant, I won't tell her. One day it might come out that you thought you were pregnant, but I'm not gonna freak her out for no reason"

"Ok good, I don't want her screaming at us for not waiting or being careful"

"And I wouldn't want you to get mad at her and hit her. If you are pregnant, you gotta be careful about fighting"

"Ah man, I forgot about that"

"We'll worry about that stuff after we find out if you are pregnant or not. But just in case, no drugs, alcohol, or fighting"

My phone rang, signaling it was time to leave for my class. "I gotta go to class babe"

"Alright have fun with your nerd herd"

I kissed her hair and said "Love you too. Get lots of sleep baby"

"When have I ever turned down sleep?"

"Good point"

I was a junior at Washington State University, majoring in Computer Technology. Sam chose not to go to college. I wanted her to so she would have something to fall back on. But she made a convincing argument that if she didn't want to try in something, she wouldn't try at all and would seem lazy and stupid. She argued that employers will rather hire someone who knew what they wanted to do and went with it, than someone who wasted 4 years of their life doing something they hated and failed at. She worked at the Mega Mart, not something she loved doing but she loved money. I worked part time at TechTown, he loved that place. 20 hours a week, surrounded by technology, talking to people about technology is my life's dream. Actually, my life's dream is to marry Sam, have my own multinational highly successful technology company like Pear, have kids with Sam, and be able to give her and our kids everything they need. But as a 21 year old college student with limited income and possibly a baby on the way, a minimum wage part time job in his desired career field was good enough.

All day in classes, all I thought about was Sam. How she was doing, if she was really pregnant, what we would name our baby, what my mom would say, if I would be a good daddy. While I was taking a break between classes, I got on the internet and looked up baby names and expecting daddy advice. I liked the names Adrian and Elijah for boys. For girls I liked the names Addison and Cameron. But he didn't know what middle names would go well with those and sound good with Benson. Or maybe they would take the Puckett last name. Or Puckett-Benson. I hoped they would take my last name, considering I planned to marry Sam one day anyway.