My Baby’s Daddy

Just then, Jasper came back. The light in the tent outside had gone out; only this whole camper van still had its lights on.

Willow was sitting on the bed. The moment the man entered, it was as though the seemingly luxurious space had instantly become cramped. “Let’s go to sleep. I’m turning off the lights now,” he said.

Needless to say, having slept all the way here in the afternoon, Willow was unable to sleep at this moment. She couldn’t help but plead, ‘Can we keep the lights on for a little longer? I can’t fall asleep.”

Jasper glanced at his watch. “I’ll give you ten more minutes,” he said. After that, he sat down and continued doing something on his laptop.

“There’s probably some mosquito repellent or itch-relieving cream in here.” With that, she began looking around carefully before spotting a row of little

drawers were designed so that they could be pulled out

dropped to the floor; she looked down to see dozens of condoms scattered all over the place, with one of them lying at Jasper’s feet. At the sight of this, her pretty face instantly turned deep red. Jasper stopped

in her hand, even going so far as to squat down at Jasper’s feet

“Did you get bitten by mosquitoes? Let me spray some of this on you. Noticing a mosquito bite on the back of his hand, she picked up the anti-itch spray and sprayed some on his hand without waiting for his reply. Then, seeing another mosquito bite on

wrist to stop what she was doing. Willow was startled. Jasper looked up at her. For a time, their eyes were only inches apart,