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.

the subsequent few times they slept together. Hence,

in her

last time,” explained

proceeded to retrieve a box of

reached Kathleen’s lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling

me suffer through this, unlike you! All you care about is your own pleasure regardless of my

Samuel was incensed.

Still, it is true that Kathleen often has to be

contraceptive measures, would you prefer to be as fecund as a sow?”

truly love me, he would certainly

on. No man would commit

yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove

say that such men are a mere figment

with her imagined good man. What 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 of. What more is there

a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met

fated

Curse my rotten luck. I must have been

lust-addled to have pined after him for

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that

that she had inexplicably become more prone

on her research, however, it could be that her mood swings were due to pregnancy

her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever,

onto the bed, pull up the

Samuel grimaced.

nobody’s business. She would not have dared to do so in the

the heavens for her quick wit in switching the birth control pills

wouldn’t have proposed to take them right before

eventually drifted off and succumbed

on the bottle of

get rid of it. How am I

in not allowing her to consume birth-control pills, then so

condom from this

and turned to his side, taking in the view of

as soft and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly as an

an irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially

did not sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in his embrace to soothe his

Kathleen shrieked as she struggled

frowned in dismay at the commotion, but Kathleen

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