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.

worn a condom the subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she

a seed had been planted in her

plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest

box of morning-after

her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been

suffer through this, unlike you! All you care about is

Samuel was incensed.

act irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often has to be on Plan

prefer to be as

love me, he

on. No man would commit

full of yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by

me, Kathleen, when I say that such men are a mere figment of

good man. What is so bad about me anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both

are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met the only

that we’re fated then,” replied Samuel

Curse my rotten luck. I must

lust-addled to have

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

instantly sensed that

seemed that she had inexplicably become

that her

her eyebrows, deflated.

bed, pull

Samuel grimaced.

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

her quick wit in switching the birth control pills to

wouldn’t have proposed to take them right

off and succumbed

pinned on

an eyesore. Best get rid of it. How

by his actions in not allowing her to

would use a condom from this

bed and turned to his side, taking

as soft and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly

to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen does not belong to that

Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in his embrace to soothe his

you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to

at the commotion, but Kathleen

to