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She starts doing mental math and her hand clenches mine harder. "About, um, two and a half weeks."
Fuck, over half a month. "Have you been tired or sick?"
Her eyes briefly glance up at me before falling again. She doesn't answer me. I take her chin in my hand and turn her so she has no choice but to look me in the eye. "Maybe." Tears fill her eyes and her face crumbles as she starts sobbing.
"Baby, this isn't a maybe kind of thing. Either you're feeling more tired than you normal would be or you don't? Either you feel sick or you don't? Which is it?"
"I...I thought it was because I was working so hard on the set and they did a lot of night shooting. You keep me up sometimes at night when we..., I...," she stops and her shoulders sag.
"Sick?"
She shakes her head but then starts biting her lip, "I've been dizzy for the past couple of days first thing in the mornings, it's made my stomach roll a couple of times but that doesn't mean I'm...that...,"
"So you are sick and tired and your tits have been extra sensitive these past couple of days." She sucks in a shocked gasp. She didn't realize that was a sign she might be carrying my baby. "Not to mention you are a little sensitive everywhere else." Sex has been explosive with her the last week because she gets off at the barest touch of my hand and keeps cumming the entire time.
"I want you to take a test and see what it says. If it comes back negative then we can wait a little longer before we call it what it is."
A knock on the door has her jumping in my lap and both of us turn to look at the door. "Who is it?"
"Ariel, I was just wondering if Ivy is in there with you. She was supposed to be getting us something to drink but I think she might have gotten sidetracked." The voice on the other side of the door sounds like it gets closer, "I have twenty bucks on the fact that she is in there with you. Come on Wes, don't let a sister down?"
"She's in here with me. I'll send her out when we're done. Hope that helps you win your twenty, A."
"It does!" the voice sounds happy and farther away as both of us are left in silence.
I nuzzle into her neck and whisper in her ear. "Take the test."
"Wes, what are we going to do if I am pregnant? This thing with me and you...it's not real."
I pull back so I can look at her, so she can see how serious I am. "This 'thing' with you and me got serious the minute I put my cock in you. It was already getting that way the moment you moved into my house and it stopped being pretend or fake the minute I popped that sweet cherry for you. You very much are mine and you aren't going any fucking where." Her mouth hangs open at my words, "When you have my baby it is going to be an even bigger sign for anyone looking that you are mine. Now take the test."
"Did you do this on purpose? Did you...not use protection on purpose?" Fuck! I guess it's time for more confessions.
"Not the first time. The first time I didn't realize I had taken you raw until after when you were laying on me and I saw my cum leaking out of you." I reach down between us and readjust my cock at the remembered sight of her the first night I took her. "Then it hit me that maybe it was a way I could make you stay with me. Maybe if you were big and round with my kid you wouldn't be able to run from me."
"Wes," she looks stunned, "do you want this to be real? Do you really want to be with me?"
"Fuck yes! I knew you belonged to me the moment I made an ass of myself that night and you apologized to me and took off. I tried to find you that night but I came out as you were leaving. I might have followed you home that first night and sat outside your apartment building most of the night."
Her eyes widen at what I have just told her. "I sent someone to your childhood home to find out about you, I think I have flown right past wanting this to be real and might be verging on obsessive. And, God, I really hope that doesn't freak you out or cause you to try to leave me."
"Why didn't you tell me it wasn't fake? Why didn't you say something right from the start?"
"You thought I was an asshole and I wanted time to show you I might be an asshole but never to you. I would never be one to you." I burrow into the side of her neck so I don't have to see the look in her eyes now. I don't want her to judge me on what I did to get her here with me or think I'm some unhinged animal, even if some days I feel like I am one around her.
"I wanted it to be real too."
It's little more than a whisper but man do I feel it all throughout my body. I pull back to stare at her now.
"Before I saw you as someone who I liked and who was a star and out of my reach but then I got to know you and I like you more now. I like the man you really are and that includes the growly, possessive side of you with the broken past and the mad musical genius. I like them all. I...," she curls her lips in between her teeth - something she does when she is about to give me a deep part of herself, "might even love you."
Her eyes flit everywhere around the room but at me. It doesn't matter. The big goofy grin on my face doesn't care that she used the word 'might'.
"I love you. I know I do. Already." My words have her head turning to me and her gaze burning into mine. "I love you. And I know you love me. You couldn't give me what you give me - all of you, uninhibited - without loving me."
"Let's go see about that test." Her smile is a shy one but it makes her whole face light up. It doesn't matter what the test says I am going to love this woman until there isn't a breath left in my body. She is mine and I am hers and baby or no baby this love we found together is going to burn strong forever.
We go to her movie premiere together and I let the photographers take as many pictures of us as they can. It's the first set of pictures we will have of the three of us. The test came back with a yes. Just to be sure my girl took three kinds and all of them turned out positive. We have a lot to plan - I want her carrying my last name before she gets too much further along carrying my baby - but for tonight, standing in the spotlight with my woman on my arm and people saying they love her movie is enough. Ivy will always be enough for me. She is my everything.
