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.

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

seed had been planted in her womb,

when I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen

proceeded to retrieve a box

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 harm

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

Samuel was incensed.

it is true that

proper contraceptive measures, would you prefer to be

truly love me, he

man would

are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it

say that such men are a mere figment

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

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

means that we’re fated

if! Curse my rotten

been lust-addled to have pined after him for

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

instantly sensed that

that she had inexplicably become more prone to losing her

be that her mood

the space between her eyebrows,

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

Samuel grimaced.

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

quick wit in switching the birth control

have proposed to take

off and succumbed

gaze was pinned on the bottle of

Best get rid of it. How am I not

a good man was defined by his actions in not allowing her to

condom

showering, Samuel lay in bed and turned to his side, taking in the view of

peach and slept as

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

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

you scum!” Kathleen shrieked

in dismay at the

me alone. I no longer love you. I’m going to find someone else whom I deserve,”