Chasing His Muse

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! How could this happen? I’m supposed to be protected. Shit! Did my fall really alter the implant?

I was sitting down in a dinner, across my doctor’s office. She just confirmed my pregnancy. I had been throwing up for two weeks now. I thought it was a stomach bug, I thought it was because of something that I ate, maybe the classes were making me tired until Marco told me to take a pregnancy test.

I put my hand on my stomach, little Brenton is growing inside me now. I smiled and I cried at the same time.

“You okay mam? Can I get you something else?” The waiter was looking at me, concerned now.

“I’m good. Sorry, hormones.” I smiled at her, pointing at my still non-existent baby bump.

Then she left me alone knowingly.

I stared down at the busy street. Damn. This was too fast. I wanted this baby, I really do. Since I was trying so hard with Collin. Months after months then turned to years of disappointment. Now finally having the chance to be a mom, it was making me confused.

What if Brenton’s is not ready yet? We’ve never discussed about having a baby? God! What if he doesn’t want the baby?

I was holding the ultrasound picture in my hand, smiling.

Damn! I’m just going to get home. And deal with it.

I was going to our place, then suddenly decided to go to his mum’s. I was just going to tell her, she knew Brenton the most. She should give me more insight, about Brenton.

“Nicolette? Are you okay… did you cry, oh my… what did Brenton do? come in darling, and you can tell me all about it.” Hellen hugged me and kissed my cheek lovingly.

“Let’s sit on the patio, you want some tea or coffee? I just finished baking some cake.”

I was sitting down and she served me both coffee and tea, but for some reason, I couldn’t stand the smell of coffee, and it was hitting me hard right now. I quickly excused myself to the bathroom.

“Nikki honey, can I come in?” She knocked on the door, I opened it and was hurling back to the toilet puking my guts out. I was so tired, I slumped to the floor.

Hellen helped me tied my hair back, she was smiling wide at me knowingly, while I was crying.

“Oh honey, what’s the matter? You should be happy. You’re going to be a wonderful mother. Come on, I’m going to make you my special tea. Meanwhile, you should eat some ice cream for the nausea. Trust me. Then we can sit down and talk.”Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

I ate the ice cream and it was gone, just like that. “Oh Hellen.. mum, you’ve just become my favorite person now. I’ve been fighting this nausea for weeks now.” Then I cried remembering about Brenton.

I was sobbing making her blouse all wet and sticky with my tears. “I don’t know if Brenton wants me pregnant, mum. But I do want this child. I’ve been wanting to have one for years, and it was a rollercoaster with Collin.”

She knew bits and pieces about Collin, and I finally filled her in on the dots. She was hugging me now.

“Oh Nicolette my child, this is a blessing. I know Brenton would be happy. He’s always happy with anything concerning you. He loves you, and he will love the baby. I’m sure of it. Now, tell me have you been to the doctor?” I showed her the ultrasound picture, and she cried with me.

We talked some more until Brenton came. He texted me earlier, and I told him I was at his mum’s.

“Hey Nikki, what is it? Are you okay? Have you been crying?” He looked at his mum, but she just smiled and left us, giving us privacy.

“Come sit with me, Brenton. I don’t know how to say this. So I’m just going to…” I took his tattooed hand and put it on top of my belly.

“I’m pregnant Brenton.” There I told him. I looked into his eyes for anger, resentment, hate, but there were none. I could see his lips tug upwards and his smile widen. He didn’t say anything, he just kissed me passionately.

“Fuck Nikki, I thought you’re leaving me. Don’t ever do that again. I already know that you might get pregnant. The doctor already told me after your accident, that they need to reinsert the implant. I just didn’t tell you about it.” He shrugged.

“Now that I got you pregnant, you will surely marry me. Cause I’m not letting little Emma or Brent Jr running around as a bastard child.” He winked at me pulling me to his lap. I showed him the ultrasound picture and he hugged me tighter.

“I love you, Nicolette, will you marry now and be the mother of our children?”

I was shocked. I didn’t say anything for a couple of minutes, I was angry, then happy, then sad, then thrilled, then mad at him. But I finally cried.

Damn hormones!

“Brenton! I can do Emma, but not Brenton Jr. sound so pompous, sticking your name to your child’s. And yes, now I will marry you. I was thinking about Ethan, or maybe Daniel, I might also think that…”

He shut me up from babbling about the baby’s name, by kissing me deeply making me moan, then his mum decided to show up making me blushed.

Two hours later we’re seating on his couch eating ice cream. When he started kissing me, whispering to me. “I’ve been reading on pregnancy online, they said that women get hornier during their pregnancy. Seeing they’re right about your boobs, I’m going to give this theory a try.”

He quickly carried me to bed and stripped himself naked, I was moaning already.

Damn! He looks so edible. All this tattooed goodness, all just for me.

I licked my lips, as he moved towards me, stripping me bare. I was soaking wet already. “Fuck Brenton. It’s true! Just fucking fuck me already.”

“Nicolette, we should do something about our curses before the baby arrived.” He chuckled and moved his kisses downwards, from my tits then linger to my belly looking at me lovingly.

“So wet already love, this is going to be the best pregnancy ever. I’m going to study safe sex for pregnancy after this. Damn! being a dad is so much work, Nikki.” He wickedly smiled and touched me down there, making me moaned his name.

I was grasping the sheets, arching my back. “Damn it, Brent. I’m so fucking horny. I need you in me now.” With that, he plunged in me hard as I cursed and moaned his name some more.

“Shit Nikki, so sexy love. I should do this sooner with you.” He laughed and kept on thrusting in and out of me hard and fast, changing positions a couple of times until we both finally reached our climax together, and now sated and panting, our body glistens with sweat.

“Tired Brent, I’m so fucking tired. Cuddle with me, babe. I want to fall asleep in your arms.”

“Rest now Mrs. Adams.” He pulled me to his tattooed chest, kissed my temple, and stroked my still non-existent baby bump.