Shocked is an understatement of what I am currently feeling. I'm shocked that he didn't use protection for our first time, because aren't we afraid of catching diseases from strangers? Yet he had put complete trust in a stranger like me and didn't use protection.

I just started my career and now I'll have to give all that up for the baby in a couple of months. My mom will be so disappointed in me. I mean, she already is but now she'll be even more disappointed.

And what if he doesn't even wanna have this baby with me. Then what'll I do? I won't be able to afford looking after myself and the baby.

I was brought out of my thoughts as I felt a lone tear slide down my cheek. As I looked up I saw the door close, and Ethan looking at me.

Smiling.

Now I'm confused. His expression changes as he sees more tears slide down.

"What's wrong?" He asked as he reached out to wipe my tears away.

"I'm pregnant. We- we're pregnant. I-im pregnant." I said almost as if in a trans.

"Yeah. Aren't you happy?" He asked

Is this guy on something?

"How can you ask me that? I- I just started out with my career. I didn't plan to fall pregnant, hell, I didn't even plan for that night to happen between us and.. and it's not like I regret being pregnant or anything, but the pregnancy will just limit me from doing certain things. I mean I just started working and learning to live independently but now with the baby and everything, things will be harder because now if you don't want the baby then I'll have to work like a mad man to raise the child. A-and oh my goodness my mom! She'll be so disappointed when she finds out." I cried out

" You don't have to worry about your career. I mean it's not like you have stop working immediately. You still have a couple of months before you can take maternity leave. I'm not gonna stop you from working or anything. Your mom, we'll explain to her, I'm sure she'll understand. And about you raising the child alone. Where did that thought come from? Why would I abandon you and our baby. We're both responsible for the baby making process so we'll both be responsible for the baby raising process. Yah?" He said shushing me and scouting close enough to me on the bed so he could pull me into him.

I hugged him back, needing the comfort.

"So I can continue working? And I don't raise baby on my own?" I looked up at him, wiping my tears.

"Yes you can and no you don't have raise baby on your own. Let's go home and get you guys rested." He pulled away from me and lifted the blankets so he could carry me off the bed. I couldn't even protest and ask to be put down because this gorgeous barbarian had to bring me here barefoot.

I wrapped my hands around his neck and snuggled into him. We got to the reception area and he put me down on one of the waiting chairs as he went to the receptionist's table.

After a few minutes he was back. He carried me to the car and headed back to his house. The one thing I noticed about him now though was the fact that he couldn't stop smiling.

I'm happy about being pregnant though some things are scaring me but I'm happy either way. But him on the other hand, I doubt my happiness is on the same level as his. The drive to his house was in comfortable silence and before I knew it we were infront of his mansion.

This house looked good in and outside. Damn!

He got out and came to my side to carry me in.

As we got in he put me down. I got to the lounge and sat down. He reached into his back pocket and brought out two tiny pictures and handed one to me. They were sonograms. My eyes immediately watered as I saw our little jelly bean, that kinda looked chubby.

I couldn't help but chuckle at the thought.

"Don't you think baby is a little too chubby for a three week old?" I asked, pushing the sonogram up to his face.

He chuckled, "I think we're gonna have us a fat baby."

"No... Don't say such things. If the baby is fat then I'll be even fatter and I don't think I'm ready to start thinking about that just yet." I said shaking my head.

"You're not fat, you're pretty thick and curvaceous. And you haven't the slightest idea just how excited I get thinking about what you'll be looking like in the next couple of months." He ended by licking his lips.

I could feel my face warm up and thank every God out there that I'm dark skinned otherwise I don't know what I'd be looking like with the way I'm blushing.

"I have work tomorrow so can I go home now?." I asked standing up so I could go to the room I was in so I could fetch my shoes.

"Nope. You're not going anywhere and especially not at this time. You're gonna spend the night and we're gonna learn more about each other." He said very casually, is he deaf? I just said that I have work tomorrow.

"But I have work tomorrow morning." I repeated

"That's not my problem. I'm not letting you out of here babe. You're spending the night here one way or another." He said looking me square in the eyes. His tone said that his decision was final.

I blushed, again, just because he called me babe. Could this guys please dose down on the hotness? Very soon I'll be fanning myself.

"Uhm okay." I mumbled and nodded.

"Good that we reached a verdict easily, because then you would've forced me to spank you into staying." He said coming towards, I immediately took a step back and my leg bumped into the couch and I would've fallen, had he not reached out for me.

"Careful there, we don't you falling for anything else besides me, now do we?" He asked looking down at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Clothes." I said looking down and pulling out of embrace.

"What?"

"I don't have any clothes." I stated

"You'll wear mines." He nonchalantly replied.

"Okay. I uhm need to shower." I was looking anywhere but him. This guy will be the end of me.

"Sure, right this way."

He took me into a grayish black room and it straight away reminded me of his eyes.

"The room's the same colour as your eyes." I said, looking around the room.

The room was very spacious and clean. The California king size bed was neatly done. There was a window seat and I could see myself sleeping there.

"The bathroom's there. You get in and I'll bring the clothes in for you." He said after clearing his throat. I just nodded and headed towards the room that he pointed to and he entered what I'd assume is his closet.

The bathroom was white and spotless. I got in and didn't lock the door because Ethan would be coming in and with that thought in mind I hurriedly took off my clothes and kept them in a pile and got into the shower and slid the door close.

His shower doors weren't completely see through, they just looked hazy and kinda blurry so he wouldn't be able to see me.

I turned on the hot and cold water so the water would be warm and just let the water slide down my body.

I heard the toilet door handle move and Ethan walked in. I could see his form put the clothes on the toilet seat for me and he reached down for the clothes that I had on previously.

I used my hands to rub his body shower on me and walked out of the shower when I was done. I looked around and didn't any towel rack. I headed towards the sink so I could check the cupboards underneath the sink but stopped when I saw my reflection.

Ethan was right. We are having a fat baby. Even though I was only two weeks, I was already sporting a slight bump.

It wasn't really a bump, more like a tiny lump that could be mistaken as tummy fat or tummy rolls. And that is what I was mistaking it for at first.

I looked in the cupboards and saw a towel. After drying up I took my hair out of its pony and started twisting it. Something that I had to do before sleeping otherwise the next day would be world war III between me, my hair, and the hair brush. Afros are no joke.

After twisting my hair I put on the shirt that he left for me first. It reached mid thigh in front but at the back it was just below my butt and I decided to put the red boxers on next and picked the sweat pants that were there. I didn't know whether to put it on or not. I'm not one to sleep with pants or anything long or tight.

I settled in putting the pants on. I'd take it off before sleeping.

When I was done I walked out and saw Ethan entering his closet with only a towel wrapped around his waist and let me just say that I'm envying that towel right now. He didn't notice me because his back was facing me. He must've showered in another room.

I got on the bed and decided to wait for him. This night is gonna be long because he wants us to talk.

After a few minutes he walked out with only boxers on and does he know how to advertise his body and that boxer. Damn! This guy is sinfully hot. Abs shouldn't be legally on display like that. I looked up at his face and he was eyeing me. It's like he could see through my clothes.

I cleared my throat and he snapped out his trans. I'm so happy that he didn't catch me eyeraping him. He moved towards the bed and he sat close to me.

"Where do we start?" He asked.