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I pause with my drink halfway to my lips. “No, not at all. When I went to your office to talk to you about it, you acted like you were about to toss me out on my ass, and then at the event you seemed annoyed.”
He chuckles. “I was but only because I was frustrated that I wanted you. Frustrated that you didn’t seem fazed by me at all.”
“Ohhh, you’re so used to women just fawning over you that you couldn’t fathom a woman who wouldn’t?”
“Don’t be obtuse.” He playfully pinches my skin. “No, it was that you genuinely seemed to hate me and I didn’t hate you. I felt like I kept fucking up.”
“I was intimidated.”
“Intimidated—by me?”
“Yes, have you met yourself? You are extremely powerful and rich and well known and yeah, you are confident and can be very curt.”
“I guess I assumed you didn’t give a shit. You always stood up to me, spoke your mind. I’m sorry that I was rude and curt.” His eyes are warm and genuine.
“Well, I’m glad we cleared the air and if I haven’t said it already, I’m sorry that I not only spilled coffee on you, but also for being a little snippy myself.”
We sit in silence for several minutes, enjoying our drinks and relaxing as the sounds of soft waves lap against the hull of the boat.
“Hey, I just realized something.” I look over, seeing a concerned look on his face. “It’s totally my fault and I’m sorry I wasn’t more considerate, but I didn’t use protection.”
My eyes grow wide. How the fuck did I let that happen?
“Oh, you’re right. No, I should have said something. I-I’m, I haven’t been with anyone since Carson died.” I hate that I blurted that out; it feels awkward and uncomfortable but it’s the truth.
“I have been with others, but I’ve always used protection. That wasn’t where my concern lies. Are you on birth control?”
I swallow. I went off it after Carson passed. “No,” I say as I attempt to pull my feet back off his lap. Suddenly I feel uncomfortable and vulnerable.
“Hey.” He holds my feet so I can’t take them back. “It’s okay. I’m not upset.”
I blink, trying to do period math in my head. “I’m almost positive I’m not ovulating. I had my cycle right before this trip actually. I know that’s not?—”
“Daphne.” He says my name firmly. “I’m not worried; don’t let it ruin your night.” He releases my feet, leaning forward to grab my hand and pull me onto his lap.
I try not to let it but we haven’t even talked about if this is just a vacation thing, if it’s just a tonight thing. I have zero clue what he sees us as.
His eyes search mine as he brushes my hair out of my face. His hands settle on either side of my neck. He leans in, kissing me softly but deeply, causing those tingles to reappear.
“It’s your body so I’m not making any demands, but I would suggest, unless you want me to get you pregnant, we either use protection or you get on birth control because I have no intention of stopping now that I’ve had you.”
Chapter 14
Weston
Is it fucked that I hope she is pregnant?
I want her to be mine, but I know trapping her with a pregnancy is the most irrational and fucked-up thing to hope for. I search her eyes, trying to determine if she caught on to the fact that I’m offering. If she told me she wanted to get pregnant right now, I’d do it.
“That’s a good idea,” she says. “I’ve been on birth control in the past and it’s worked just fine with me. I’ll, um, call my gynecologist when I get home.”
I kiss her again, then swing her legs around so she can rest against my back. I wrap my arm around her, placing my hand against her belly. I feel her relax against me and I close my eyes, imagining what this would feel like… forever.
“Can I ask you something personal?”
“I don’t think it’s necessary to ask me that after the conversation we just had.” I chuckle and she sits up, turning to look at me.
“Your parents have been very nice to me, your mother in particular, but you and your father…”
