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, she did not see the need in taking

been planted in her womb, and a new life

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

proceeded to retrieve a box of morning-after pills from the

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 pills

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

Samuel was incensed.

is true that Kathleen often has to be on Plan B

prefer to be as

truly love me,

No man would

full of yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll

men are

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

I can’t believe my poor luck to have met the only bad egg out there.” Kathleen

means that we’re fated then,” replied

Curse my rotten luck.

have been lust-addled to have pined after

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something

that she had inexplicably become more prone to losing her

could be that her mood swings

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

bed, pull up the covers,

Samuel grimaced.

She

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

take them

drifted off

gaze was pinned on

an eyesore. Best get rid of it.

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

use a condom from this day

showering, Samuel lay in bed and turned to

as fresh peach

to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to

well with Samuel, and he was

shrieked as she struggled to escape from

in dismay at the commotion, but Kathleen was merely

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