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.

a condom the subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she did not

a seed had been planted in her womb, and a new life took

time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest

proceeded to retrieve a box of

I trust you. You haven’t

this, unlike

Samuel was incensed.

it is true that

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

love me, he would

on. No man would commit such

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

men are a mere figment

about me anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in bed and in

believe my poor luck to have met the only bad egg out

that we’re fated then,” replied

uttered self-mockingly, “As if! Curse my rotten

lust-addled to have

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

instantly sensed that

it seemed that she had inexplicably become more

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

between her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever, I’m going to

onto the bed, pull up the covers, and

Samuel grimaced.

like nobody’s business. She would not have

heavens for her quick wit in switching the birth control pills

proposed to take them right

off

glacial gaze was pinned on the

an eyesore. Best get rid of it. How am

was defined by his actions in not

a condom

in bed and turned to his side, taking

was as soft and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly as an endearing tabby

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

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

you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled

frowned in dismay at the commotion, but Kathleen

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