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.

few times they slept together. Hence, she did not see the need in taking

her womb, and a new life took

weren’t around when I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right now if you still doubt

box of morning-after pills from

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

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

Samuel was incensed.

is true that Kathleen often has to

would you prefer to be as fecund as a

were to truly love

man would commit

so full of yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear

are a mere figment of your wishful imagination,”

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

good men out there are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met the

fated then,” replied

my rotten luck. I

have been lust-addled to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something

had inexplicably become

however, it could be that her mood swings were

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

then proceeded to flop onto the bed,

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 become so

heavens for her quick wit in switching the birth control

have proposed to take

off and succumbed

gaze was pinned on the bottle

of it.

good man was defined by his actions in not allowing

a condom

to

as soft and luscious as fresh peach

seems drawn to her. Especially

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

Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to escape from

frowned in dismay at the

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