Page 73 of High Stick Heartthrob

After that?

Well, we should have had sex… I’m already pregnant…

Then I closed my eyes and pulled the covers over my head.

I couldn’t hide because the covers smelled like Atlas.

I threw the covers off my body and looked down.

Thanks to Atlas and the sudden shock to his system that my stomach looked different, that was the first thing I looked at.

I tried to make my peace with the fact that my stomach would only grow.

But to see the look on Atlas’s face…

I slowly climbed out of the bed and went into the private bathroom.

“Oh, hello there rat’s nest,” I whispered as I caught sight of my reflection.

My hair was a mess, which meant I slept a little restless.

Was it being pregnant?

Was it being in Atlas’s bed?

Was it… everything else in my life?

I sat down on the toilet and chewed on my fingernails.

Being pregnant suddenly made my morning pee like a marathon session.

I finished, washed my hands, and attempted to fix my hair up a little.

I saw the reflection of the shirt in the mirror next.

The gigantic sized shirt.

I saw the faint outline of my nipples - a quick reminder that I had no bra on.

That I needed to fix before seeing Atlas.

Then again… what if I flaunted myself a little, right?

Kind of like what Hannah suggested.

Atlas and I could now do whatever we pleased.

I was already pregnant.

Then again, if anything happened between us, there was no way he could go near another woman.

I left the bathroom and took Atlas’s shirt off.

I hurried to put my bra on, then find the rest of my clothes from the night before.

Once dressed, I took a deep breath and stepped out of the bedroom.

The smell of coffee and breakfast hit my nose and made every urge and craving in my body go into overdrive.