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.

had worn a condom the subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she did not see the need in taking the

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

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

then proceeded to retrieve a box

trust you. You haven’t been feeling

won’t let me suffer through this, unlike you! All

Samuel was incensed.

act irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often has to be

contraceptive measures, would you prefer to be as fecund as a

love

man would

swear I’ll prove it to you by finding

Kathleen, when I say that such men are a mere figment of your

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

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

fated

rotten luck.

mind must have been lust-addled to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something

she had inexplicably become more

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

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

proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull up the covers, and fell

Samuel grimaced.

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

the heavens for her quick wit

wouldn’t have proposed to take

eventually drifted off and succumbed to

pinned on the bottle of birth-control

get rid of it. How am I

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

a condom from this

bed and turned to his

fresh peach and slept as

such an irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he

well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in his embrace to soothe

shrieked as she

dismay at the

going to find