Aurora
I floated.
Staring up at the ceiling, the water carried me as if I was weightless. With my hands resting on my stomach, my mind started to wander.
After attacking the punching bag, Slavik had taken me to our room and made love to me for the remainder of the night. It had been glorious. I smiled at the memory alone. His hands all over my body. His lips on mine. His dick filling me.
Each time even better than the last. I hadn’t wanted him to stop.
When the morning came, we had no choice but to leave the hotel room and head back to his city.
We’d been back a week. My birthday was next week, and he’d given no mention of even knowing. Did he know?
My birthday had never been a big deal back home with my family. There were usually some presents and a few cards. Never a party. No one wanted to celebrate my birthday.
Taking a deep breath, I spread my arms out, allowing the feeling to completely consume me.
This morning, I’d woken up and vomited. Slavik had been there to rub my back. He’d promised to spend the day with me, but a call had him leaving. Something big was going down at work, and I knew it caused him great concern, but he refused to talk about it. I was there for him regardless. Whatever it was, he could handle it.
Left alone with nothing to do, with my thoughts, my attention had caught on the calendar. As my sickness started to abate, realization dawned. The morning sickness, the sensitivity to smells. It was all related.
Pregnant.
I had to be. It was the only logical explanation.
Only, I didn’t know how to go about getting a pregnancy test without alerting my guard or my husband.
I needed to know the answer.
Would Slavik be happy? Would he stop being attentive? Was this new closeness with him a ploy to get into my pants more often?
My mind was ruining everything in my head, driving me crazy with not knowing. I couldn’t stand the thought of Slavik only using me for sex. I knew he had a duty to get me pregnant, but for now, I did feel selfish in only wanting to enjoy the two of us together.
A baby though.
My hands returned to my stomach. I’d be able to have a child to love and to cherish it in every single way my parents had failed me. I’d never fail my child. If it was a boy, would Slavik allow me to … be there? Would he take our son away from me? My daughter?
Tears filled my eyes, and I gritted my teeth.
I needed to clarify our position, or at the very least, my position in our child’s future. This shouldn’t be something I found out now. There was no way I wasn’t pregnant. The sickness had to be explained that way.
Releasing my arms, I stared up at the ceiling. I couldn’t spend all day floating my troubles away.
Arms wrapped around me, dragging me down into the water. I screamed, water filling my mouth.
I flailed against the arms, but they let me go the moment I started to struggle. Breaking free of the water, I turned to find Slavik, a smile on his face.
Coughing out the water, I slapped him on the chest. “Don’t do that again.”
“I couldn’t help it. You didn’t even hear me come in, did you?”
“No.”
I pushed my hair back, glancing around to find the guard who’d recently been assigned to me gone.
“Any news on Gus?” I asked.
“He’s recovering still.” Due to the extent of his wounds, a short stint in rehab had been needed. I’d been unaware he’d been shot in the hip, and the damage alone meant he was having to learn to walk again. The surgery had gone well in repairing him. Slavik usually gave me updates.
“Good. That’s good. Do you think we should send him a gift basket?” I hated that someone was hurt because of me.
“I’ve taken care of it. A man like Gus doesn’t want a gift basket.”
“What did you get him?”
Slavik’s brow rose. “Do you really need me to say it?”
“No.” Women.
Slavik smiled, and it wasn’t an I’m-about-to-murder-you smile. This was an actual, genuine smile. Not scary. He wrapped his arms around me, and I didn’t fight him as he pulled me close. “Do you want to tell me why you’re all alone in the pool?”
“You’d be pissed if I took my new guy.”
“True.” He ran his hands down my back to my waist.