Modern AU. Padmé is a lawyer who works for Senator John Kerry in Washington DC . Anakin is a doctor, gynecologist, came just from Germany and works in John Hopkins Clinic in Baltimore. They meet by chance in Washington DC. The acquaintance begins with a disaster.

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Here is an unexpected present for you, chapter 3 :-)

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Don't do it , Chapter 3

Washington DC 2010

Waking up the next morning was pleasant for both of them. Padmé opened her eyes and saw the handsome man next to her, who let her experience the most beautiful night of her life. She smiled contentedly and watched him sleeping. The first rays of the sun caressed his beautiful face, now with a neutral expression, that made him even more beautiful. She wanted to run her fingers through his blond curls, but resisted the urge. She didn't want to wake him up. He was lying on his back, his muscular chest rose and fell evenly. The left arm was under the pillow and his right on the stomach, that was barely covered with the blanket. She saw his navel and blond hair curling down the groin.

Without warning or opening his eyes, he said:

"Good morning, Beautiful." .. then he smiled and opened the eyes.

"Good morning Anakin. Did you sleep good?"

"Never in my life has it been so good."

"And how does it come about?"

"The good sleep came because it was the best night of my life."

"Is that so?"

"That's right ... and you could help me have the best morning of my life."

"I will help you ... .. gladly."

He caressed her hair and pulled her down for a kiss.

"Tell me what do you want, I want it to be nice for you too." He whispered.

No man has ever asked her anything like that, they just did what they wanted, for their own pleasure.

"Just do it the way you did last night, it felt so good."

She whispered, glad she could express the wish, that she was asked at all. Padmé put her leg over his stomach and pulled herself on top of him. He held her face in both hands and kissed her. She slipped deeper and deeper until she felt him inside. He filled her in completely. Her movements were slow at first. As she got faster, his hands grabbed her hips, he lifted her up a little, each time met her halfway. They looked each other in the eyes. His were very dark. He groaned just like she did, then he increased the tempo and she was so close, so close ... ..After the common crescendo, she let herself fall on his chest and lay there showered with kisses and caresses.

"Was it enough for the best morning of your life?" She asked.

" Preliminary."

"What?" she smiled

"I mean, we can try to top it."

"I'll make breakfast for us now." She laughed, "... .. What do you usually eat for breakfast?"

"Eggs, bacon, tomatoes, toast, orange juice, coffee ... am I asking too much?"

"No, everything is there."

She got up, put on her dressing gown and panties, and went into the kitchen. Anakin put on his clothes and came out of the bedroom.

"Didn't you want to take a shower?"

"No, that's how I take your scent with me."

She laughed.

"Come on, here is the breakfast, let's sit down at the counter."

They ate, looked at each other without saying anything. After the coffee was drunk ...

"Anakin ..." / "Dormé ..." they said at the same time.

"You first, Dormé"

"Anakin ... you should know, I've never done something like last night... before. I've never take a man home after just meeting him. I feel like a ...cheep prostitute now." She looked at the floor.

"If I thought you were a cheap prostitute, I wouldn't be here and ... ..I want to see you again."

"I fly to my family in Boston today. I won't be here for the next three weeks. You take my trench coat and give me your cell phone number, I'll get in touch. "

He gave her his number, took his coat, said goodbye with a long, promising kiss and left. He closed the door from the outside and saw the brass plaque on the door that said P.N. . Was that her apartment or her name? Hm? He dismissed the suspicion quickly and pressed the elevator button.

Anakin got into his Porsche and drove on Highway No. 1 towards Laurel. He didn't think about Saturday tasks, he did them, more or less, automatically; washing, shopping, dry cleaning... only this time he had one woman's coat more. He always bought what he needed at Food Lion, and when he needed something special he bought it in Washington DC or Baltimore.

Laurel 2010

This time he had to change first; Jeans, sweatshirt, parka jacket, sneakers and then he went to dry cleaning and to Food Lion. He came home and stowed the groceries, some in the pantry, the others in the refrigerator, everything as if on autopilot, because in the foreground of his thoughts was Dormé, or whatever her name was, only he didn't know that at the time.

He was impressed by her beauty and nature. He couldn't get the night he'd shared with her out of his mind. That was the best sex of his life. The best night of his life, as he said, or the best sex of his life, what was the difference? He didn't tell her that so exactly ... why not? She was different from everyone else, or suddenly he does believe his own judgment no more. Nothing is lost, these three weeks will also pass and then he will see her again. Until then she will definitely get in touch with him, by SMS or call?

Ben called him at that afternoon:

* Hi Anakin, how was it yesterday, did you get the ….coat? *

* Oh yes, and …much more * he grinned.

* Is not true ! OK., I know that no woman can resist you, but I didn't get the impression she would falls so quickly. Oh boy !*

* It happened Ben, I don't know how … but she seems to be lonely… ..oh damn Ben, just like me. But believe me, she's not a cheap slut. *

* I didn't mean or say something like that, don't get me wrong. She just looked very reserved, somehow unreachable. *

* But obviously not for me. " He laughed. "... I don't want to go out today, Ben. I still enjoy the afterglow of this encounter. *

* Aaaaah, I see. Put on Ed Sheeran's Afterglow and enjoy. * He laughed

* Good idea, unfortunately she will be three weeks before I can see her again. She will spend this time in Boston with her family. *

"We'll hear from each other ... but we'll go out next weekend, won't we?"

"OK, but this time only you have a goal."

"Deal."

Anakin hung up, lay down on the couch, and dreamed ... at the age of twenty-nine.

She didn't tell him much. He didn't know where she works, not even her last name ... what was on the brass plaque? P.N. and it's called Dormé. Strange. At least he had idea to check Instagram and Facebook. Instagram: nothing, Facebook ... what should he be looking for ... Dormé? There were a few Dormés, but no matching face. P.N. perhaps? Who has his profile with the initials P.N. ? So, P.N. didn't come up, he wasn't surprised. Maybe she's not on Facebook at all, but who isn't on Facebook these days, even he himself had an account, OK. hasn't posted anything for a long time ... but at least. Catch up ... maybe. Why not? ... and then he wrote:

* Hi Facebook friends, yes I know, I haven't been seen here for a long time ... uh ... read, I mean, sorry. I'm busy, emigrated to the United States. This is where I intend to stay. What are you up to? Write to me here or PM, it doesn't matter. Oh yeah, I met an Angel yesterday * LOL * I know what you think now ... and it's true * LOL *

After a few minutes he got a PM from an fellow student from Heidelberg, Alois. He was from Bavaria, they attended classes together, ate together in the cafeteria, and met late at night at Seppl.

* Hi Anakin, nice to read you. I came back to Ingolstadt, I live here with my parents. They are sickly, I have to take care of them. I have a girlfriend who I am going to marry soon. She studied management and works at Audi Group. Write again if you have time ... and good luck with that Angel. Greetings Alois *

Anakin immediately thought of his mother, of the family in London. Tomorrow, yes, tomorrow he will contact them via Skype, as usual. He won't tell them about Dormé, he thought, it's too early and besides what he can tell them, he doesn't know much. He can't tell his mother, he doesn't even know what her last name is. Something like that is not for mother's ears, she's an ... agent. He had to admit to herself that he had never bored what exactly her position was at New Scotland Yard. He knew instinctively she was an agent. A simple employee does not get expensive scholarships for her son.

Sunday brought no surprises. With his parents, yes, he considered Cliegg his father, he didn't know his own, everything went as usual. They had no news but hundred of questions. They wanted to know how he has settled in, what is it like at work, whether he meets with Ben and the usual. Everything just doesn't tell about Dormé, but not knowing about her, he was spared a lot of questions.

Washington DC 2010

After Anakin left, Padmé first sat down on her Chesterfild sofa and recapitulated what was happened. How could she do something like that? It wasn't herself. She didn't know how she was carried away like this, why was she so impressed. Yes, he was as beautiful as reincarnated Adonis, but that's only ... appearance. She made allways higher demands on a man ... until now. OK., he is a doctor, at least ….that's what he said. Can she believe that. Hm? His Oxford English reveals that he enjoyed a first-class education before studying in Heidelberg. He had very fine hands ... he was tender, like no other man she ever met. No, that's not enough, she needs to get to know him better. He said he wanted to see her again. Possibly can something develop. It would be nice because...somehow…. he touched her soul.

So, and now she has to pack everything she had ready. It's not a little, after all, she stays for three weeks. Three weeks with her parents, that will be fun. She will probably have to listen to all sorts of things ... why and why and… why she's still single, Sola has been a mother for a long time ... and, and, and ... The only thing she's looking forward to is meeting her nieces Ryoo and Pooja . They are six and four, so cute and affectionate. Padmé loves them both and when she sees them, she wishes her own children, but the prospects are not so rosy. Sometimes she felt like she was running out of time. Soon she will be thirty, pretty late for the first child… ..and then, the career was there. She had found such a good job now, opportunities to get ahead, there is no space for a child. Oh god, what is she thinking about, she thought, she hasn't even married yet. If she continues as she has done up to now, she will make a career and stay an old maid. She asked herself if she wanted to. Definitely ... not. That means giving up a career. Does she want that ... neither. How can you reconcile that? She didn't know that yet, she wasn't ready. It was far in the future. It would be nice if she could share such future with a man like Anakin.

She showered, put on the jeans, light blue twin set, black loafers from Tod's, grabbed the quilted jacket and bag from Burberry and was ready to go downstairs to wait for the taxi. The suitcase was still standing next to the door of the apartment when she wanted to make sure that everything in the kitchen was switched off. She went out of the apartment, put the key in the lock and turned twice. Better safe than sorry. She looked at the brass plaque with her initials on the door. Did he see that? Did that seem strange to him? Surely not, otherwise he would have rang the bell again.

She took a taxi to Dulles International, checked in, and made her way to the gate. She could never understand why you have to be there an hour before departure. This nonsensical waiting always got on her nerves. After she was finally able to get on the plane, she let herself tired on the seat next to the window. She took something to read and gratefully took the coffee which was served by stewardess. The flight was only one and half hour. Handing over the suitcase took almost half an hour, but then she was happy to see the face of her mother who came to pick her up.

Boston 2010

"That wasn't necessary, Mom, I could have taken a taxi."

She said as long as she was hugged by her mother.

"I know dear, but you come so seldom that I feel the urge to see you as soon as possible. Father still has clientele and couldn't come with me, you know how long he always stays at office. I am spared. Sola, Darred and the girls are coming this evening and will be staying all day tomorrow. The party is starting after lunch for the family. She has invited a couple of friends over for coffee and cake. A real party in the evening is unfortunately not possible because of girls."

"I'm already looking forward to both of them... and you, are all healthy, everything is OK. ? "

"Yes, everything is OK."

The mother parked in the airport garage and it always took a while to get out of it. When they got home, everyone was already there.

"Aunt Padmé, Aunt Padmé!"

... the girls screamed and ran towards Padmé. She crouched down and hugged them both. She received many kisses and gave a lot. One after the other, she said hello to Father, Sola, and Darred. Immediately she had unwrapped the presents for Ryoo and Pooja, she knew that they were waiting for. They always got something from their aunt. Pooja got a special Barby doll, of course with all accessories and Ryoo a set for painting and handicrafts. She was already school girl and no longer wanted to play with dolls. She said she doesn't want to be laughed at by the other girls. Yes, children are different today, Padmé remembered playing with dolls when she was six. Back then, no girl had an iPhone and iPad in her school bag.

"Sola, please don't be jealous and cry, you will get your present tomorrow."

"I can't wait, little sister."

The evening was lively, good food put you in a good mood, and girls put them in the mood until they had to go to bed. Padmé said not a lot about her job, her father was proud of her to work for the Senator of Massachusetts. As a lawyer, he knew that he couldn't ask too much, or she couldn't tell him so much. Well, about his work, which was well known, she could pass it on.
The father had a junior partner since few months and really wanted Padme to meet him. Father raved about his intelligence and his background, good family, and Padme suspected that her father had certain ulterior motives. OK. she was single, there was nothing wrong with getting to know this junior partner. What she knew for sure was, if you once had the best, you couldn't settle for less. Even if she didn't know much about Anakin, that little she knew, was enough to set him as standard. She didn't worry about this meeting now, it won't be today or tomorrow. After this eventful day, she went to bed, tired.

Sunday morning was bussy in preparation for the family lunch and Sola's birthday party. Padmé had helped everywhere and was in a good mood. As always, family get-together were something that everyone in the family valued. The afternoon with guests was more exhausting, but Sola was happy about all the presents, like a little child… ..or just pretended to be. Nonsense. Padme bought for sister's thirty-fifth a very nice, modern lapis lazuli collie. Sola was delighted.

"Thank you sister once again. You looked so good today in that dress, you know how good the blue color suits you... and you were in a good mood too, very much in fact. Tell me, do you have a new boyfriend? "

"No." Padmé grinned

"Aha, but could it be you were fucked so good?"

"Sola !"

"Oh come on sister, I see something like that, believe me, so tell me now." she winked

"OK. … you are right ...Sola, it was insane. He took me into oblivion and back ... you know what, all the night and the morning after and I ... Oh no, oh my God, oh God, no, no, no ... that can't be now, oh-my-God ... " she cryed nearly

Sola stood and saw her with wide eyes, what could that be?

"Tell me, what's going on all of a sudden, did you forget the pill or something like that?"

"Oh shit ... yes ..."

"OK. cool down now. When did you forget it, this morning? "

"Yesterday morning and this morning too... ..oh my God ..."

"Two times after you got fucked, well congratulation ! You're pregnant."

"What do I do now?"

"Now you can do nothing. In any case, do not continue to take the pill, wait and see if you get your period, if not, you do the test and then you have to decide what to do the next or not. "

"This is a disaster now, Sola. I have a great job, can have a career, and now I am pregnant. I'm not married, I don't even have a boyfriend. "

"What about that guy who fucked you?"

"Oh Sola, do you always have to be so vulgar?"

"That's just plain text Padmé. So, who is he? "

"He's a doctor, lives in Laurel, his accent is English."

"You don't know if he's English or not? What did you talk about ... or did you talk at all?

"Well, we had …sex."

"So! How did you even get to know him? "

"I met him on Friday evening in a club ..."

"What? It doesn't look like you at all, Padmé. "

"Yes ... no ... I actually saw him on Friday afternoon the week before. I stood at the traffic lights to cross the street. There was a huge puddle in front of the sidewalk. A Porsche Carrera came along, drove through this puddle and splashed me all over. He bent down and made a gesture of apology. I looked into his eyes, my goodness ... I called him for asshole. He sure didn't hear me. Then the evening before yesterday, I was in a club with Sabé and Matt and then this guy comes up ... ugh, his name is Anakin, and asks me for a dance and apologizes for ruining my trench coat. He hasn't forgotten my face. So we danced, he can dance that damn well too. Sabé and Matt found a reason to go home and I stayed with him, he was there with a friend. We left at two, he really wanted my coat because of dry cleaning, he said if the stains didn't come out, he would replace my coat for me. I asked him into apartment and... then, I asked him to stay, it happened."

"I'm speechless Padmé, not that I blame you, it's just that ... it's not you."

"I wasn't either ... but you know, it felt so good, so natural, he's so tender, such a gorgeous lover, I ... madness. And do you know Sola what he looks like? "

"As?"

"Like a reborn Greek god, tall, blond, blue eyes, perfectly trained body… OMG .."

"Sister, I think Cupid hit you with an arrow."

"I'm not a teenager who falls in love at first sight."

"It's not a question of age. If the right person has come, you know it and that sounds pretty suspicious to me. Did you give him your number? "

"No, he gave me his number, I said I'll get in touch."

"Then give him a call."

"And what should I say? Hello Anakin, I am pregnant. That should actually be a one-night stand."

"Why one-night-stand when you like him so much? Didn't he say he want to see you again? "

"Yes, he had… but Sola, I can't show up pregnant. I have to resolve the situation first, before I call him."

"You mean have an abortion."

"If I'm pregnant ... .. probably yes."

"You haven't had a child yet, think about it carefully, it can have consequences."

"Sola, we don't talk to our parents about it, OK. ? "

"You underestimate our mother."

"If all else fails, I'll find an excuse to go back to Washington DC."

"OK. and pull yourself together now. Try to sleep."

That night Padmé couldn't closed her eyes. The open conversation with Sola was good for her, you have a sister for that, but Sola cannot make decision for her. It was a real disaster. It started out stupid, but now ... no. She has already made up her mind. First, she thought, she will stay a week, if she misses her period she will take the pregnancy test. If she is pregnant she goes to Baltimore, where no one can recognize her and this is the best clinic in the country, she is in good hands there. In between, she'll meet up with her father's junior partner and try not to freak out ... well, maybe he's handsome. Certainly not as good as Anakin. She has already labeled him unattractive in advance.

After a few days nothing had changed, the period was still a long time coming. After a week, still not. Padmé was getting more and more nervous. She spoke to Sola who advised her to wait with the test.

In the second week she went to her father's office where she once worked, met all the employees who were still there and the new junior partner. He asked her for a dinner with him somewhere. No, not anywhere ... to the Mariel, a special atmosphere.

She has decided to enjoy that evening, eat and drink well … .no, no drinking. Why not ... she didn't know, kind of instinctively.

Her father's junior partner was tall, slim, dark hair and eyes, OK. not a hot guy but very well-groomed with good manners and very pleasant. They got along well, had fun with each other and not for a second that evening she did have the feeling he wanted more than friendship. He was thirty-five, from New York, studied law at Yale University and, hard to believe how small the world is, he knew Ben Kenobi. He told her that Ben is from Scotland, that he was a nerd, that he married a fellow student who had died and that he had lost his trail. Padme could have imagined having such a friend, but always doubted that friendships between men and women could be maintained, they always change to something else. Oh, if only he were a woman. She told him about her friend Sabé, who is still single, and promised to introduce them to each other. She showed him a selfie of her and Sabé, he laughed and said he was interested. That had been a successful evening. She told her parents how she liked him, as colleagues and buddie. The father said nothing, but it seemed as if the mother expected something more. She had become more confident since she moved out, and this time she told her mother not to have any hope. Nothing will come of it.

It was time to take the pregnancy test. She bought the kit at the pharmacy, came home and took a few minutes to cool down. She moistened the strip, put it on the shelf and went out of the bathroom. She set the alarm clock and waited. When the bell rang, she wanted to get up and go to the bathroom, but couldn't find the courage. She knew what she was going to see and started to cry. It took a while for her to calm down. There was no getting around it. She got up, went to the bathroom, took the test strip in her hand and turned it over: PREGNANT

The problems are only beginning now, she thought.

She called Sola, who persuaded her to keep it, something she really didn't want to hear. Then she found an excuse why she had to go back to Washington DC, booked a ticket and flew home, to Washington DC.

The first thing was to do shopping, the fridge was big and nothing inside. She still had a week off, she was going to move it and then make an appointment with John Hopkins Clinic as soon as possible. After the surgery, she wants to take the week off, she should take it easy. The appointment was scheduled for Thursday a week later. This is how it should be, this is how it has to be.

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A / N : Yes, I know that Ed Sheeran's „Afterglow" was published in 2020, but it was so suitable to text, I couldn't resist. ;-)

Next chapter on January 21st, 2022

Thank you for reading and stay true to me.
Best regards from Germany