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.

subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she

planted in her womb, and a new life took

my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly.

proceeded to retrieve a box of

had almost reached Kathleen’s lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these

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

Samuel was incensed.

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

prefer to be as fecund as a sow?”

were to truly love me, he would

No man would

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 your wishful imagination,” quibbled

is so bad about me anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in bed and in day-to-day life are well taken care

out there are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my

we’re fated then,” replied

my rotten luck. I

must have been lust-addled to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something

it seemed that she had inexplicably become more prone

on her research, however, it could be that her mood swings

her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever, I’m

then proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull

Samuel grimaced.

snooze off like nobody’s business. She would not have dared

wit in switching the birth control pills

to take

off and succumbed

was pinned on

rid of it. How am I

good man was defined by his actions in not allowing her to consume

would use a condom

bed and turned to his side, taking in the view of

and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly as an

to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen

with Samuel, and he was

go of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as

dismay at the commotion, but

going to find someone else whom I deserve,” Kathleen whimpered