All Too Late

Kathleen was having a fitful sleep when she was awoken by a bitingly cold presence.

Her gaze landed on Samuel, who was standing by her bed.

She was overcome with nerves and disbelief that he had actually returned.

Samuel regarded the squeamish Kathleen in an icily condescending manner. “You’re pregnant?”

“No. Who told you that? Do you deny the lab test results?” Kathleen bit back as she worried her bottom lip.

“Then what is it that you’re looking at?” retorted Samuel as he pointed at the tablet.

Kathleen pursed her lips. “I had promised to help Gemma out tomorrow by volunteering at a charity home advocating for autistic children. Do you find fault in me doing some background research beforehand?”

That managed to convince Samuel.

“What time will you be leaving tomorrow?” asked Samuel dispassionately.

“I plan to reach by ten o’clock.”

Kathleen secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

That was a close call. Her pregnancy was almost revealed.

“Are you certain you’re not pregnant?” Samuel reiterated.

“Of course. When have I skipped my birth control pills?” deadpanned Kathleen.

“That trip to the hot springs two months prior.” Samuel could still recall it vividly.

Well, that was true indeed.

Kathleen had decided to head to the hot springs on a whim while Samuel had been there on a job inspection. Neither she nor Samuel had an inkling that either party would be present, yet both had met out of sheer coincidence.

It had only taken Samuel one look at Kathleen, enticingly flushed and bundled up in a bathrobe, for him to ravish her completely in his room.

In the heat of the moment, Samuel had forgotten to bring along his condoms.

He rarely used them, as a matter of fact, and relied on Kathleen’s regular intake of morning-after pills.

After their night together, he had urged Kathleen to take her pills on time and hastily left for work.

Kathleen was so wrung out after the night’s exertions that she failed to act on it immediately.

She had brushed off the reminder since she wasn’t ovulating and promptly forgotten all about it.

slept together. Hence, she

been planted in her womb, and a

my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right now if you still

a box

reached Kathleen’s lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these pills might only cause more harm than

meet won’t let me suffer through this, unlike you! All you care about is your own pleasure regardless of

Samuel was incensed.

true that Kathleen

to be as fecund as a sow?” countered

truly love me, he would certainly have a

No man would commit such

your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by finding

I say that such men are a mere

is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in bed and in

my

we’re fated then,” replied Samuel

if! Curse my rotten luck. I

to have pined after him for ten

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something was

that she had inexplicably become more

it could be that her mood

space between her eyebrows,

flop onto the bed, pull

Samuel grimaced.

to instigate my anger then promptly snooze off like nobody’s business. She would not have dared to do so in the past. When did she

her quick wit in switching the birth control

proposed to take them right before

off and succumbed to

was pinned on the bottle of

of it. How

good man was defined by his actions in not allowing

would use a condom from this

bed and turned to his side, taking in the

peach and slept as

drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he

mere thought of that did not sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in

me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to escape

the commotion, but Kathleen was merely

love you. I’m going to find someone else whom