I move quickly changing my clothes. I reach out and wrap Alsie up in my arms. I hold her close, pressing my nose to her neck and inhaling her scent. In the past two months, I've become Alsie's personal stalker. I went to all her doctor appointments and mommy and me classes without her knowledge. I didn't know what to do after asking her was the child even mine. I knew by the hurt on her face and the slap she gave me—I knew it was my child. I didn't tell anyone what happened between us or why she suddenly transferred to Logistics.

A week after the dinner disaster. Alsie reach out to me to go with her to a doctor's visit and my dumbass sent Charles instead. I don't know why I shut down the way I did, but it was wrong of me. Alsie doesn't deserve a dick head like me. I guess I handle my emotions in an odd way. More like an asshole way according to Austin. He tried to convince me weeks ago to take Alsie back, but I didn't know what to say.

Sorry, I felt wasn't going to cut it. Then I started to make her feel I didn't want anything to do with her or the child with my behavior afterward. My mother also wasn't happy with me. If I didn't get back in good graces with Alsie my mother was going to have my ass. I wasn't being fair to Alsie or our child by acting the way I did for two months. Charles demanded Alsie come back last week and I couldn't agree more. It was time for me to grow the fuck up and be a man.

"I'm sorry," I say kissing her neck.

She elbows me in the stomach and I let her go.

"You don't get to kiss me. Hell, you don't get to touch me."

I should have known it wasn't going to be a walk in the park to get her to forgive me.

"You're right. Can we talk?" I ask.

"Are you going to insult me again? If so I rather not talk to you ever again. Not like you would care. You haven't once shown up to anything pertaining to this pregnancy. I should have Charlotte sign the birth certificate because she has been filling in for you for the last two months. I don't know what happened to you and Selena—I don't want to know. If you would have just shut up for once during that dinner I would have told you, Selena is my stepsister and we don't have a relationship at all. Did you know they made me hate myself so much growing up—thinking I killed my mother? That my mother hated me so much that she took her own life."

I'm such a dickhead.

"I didn't know, I'm sorry."

"I don't want your sorrows, Darren. I wanted to get to know you—to know the man who created a life with me. A man who will love me and our child unconditionally. I didn't know you were an asshole who didn't care about anyone's feelings but your own. You were hurt in the past, everyone has been hurt, but how you choose to deal with it after it's all on you. I'm almost four months pregnant and you haven't even heard the baby's heartbeat. You haven't seen a sonogram, you don't know what I'm going through so far in this pregnancy."

Her eyes are burning and I feel like the biggest dickhead and asshole in the world right now. I do know what she has been going through, but I dare not say it—since I wasn't physically present through it all. We stare at each other, for the first time she isn't backing down from my gaze. I just want to start over, but how many do-overs do I fucking need to get it right. None. I should have done right by her the first fucking day.

She finally breaks eye contact, pulling those brown eyes from mine. It's then I realize that I want more with her. I want to be the one she can count on. The one she knows will be there for her and our child no matter what.

I open my mouth, but she tells me if she hears another sorry from me she was going to scream. So I say nothing. I take my time looking her over. She's wearing a form-fitting navy dress and I can see the little bump, if I'm not mistaken she is already in her second trimester. Her hand goes to her stomach and I look up at her eyes.

"Everything okay?" I ask.

She nods. "You're staring, I got a bit self-conscious."

"Sor—what can I do to make it up to you? I was—still is an asshole. I should have listened to you first that night. I should have been there for you. I know nothing I can say can make you forgive me, but if you are willing to give me another chance, I will prove to you I can be the man and father you both need." I wasn't in love with Alsie, but feelings were growing for her. One day I will tell her I stalked her for two months, but now isn't the time or place.

"Have dinner with my family and me on Sunday." She says all too quickly. "This will be the first time I will see everyone since you let Selena know I'm carrying your child."

"You never went to see your family all this time? No one tried to see you either?" So she was really alone for two months.

"My dad is too worried about my step-siblings to care about me sometimes. Also, I don't have a great relationship with my stepmother or stepsisters. Charlotte and my best friend are the only two that have been there for me." She glares at me.

That's the same look that had intrigued me all those months ago. The look that sent a bolt straight to cock and had me ready to devour her on the dance floor. Clearing my throat I braced myself against the desk. I can feel my cock pushing against my slacks. I watch as her eyes trail down my body stopping at the tent in my pants. Her eyes jump back up to mine but she doesn't say anything. I wait for a second, waiting to see if she was going to run or tell me to fuck off. She does neither, so I push a little more.

Leaning forward, I grab her by the wrist pulling her to me. She lets out a gasp in response but makes no move to stop me. Could she possibly want me as sexually as I want her right now? I reach my hand down, lifting up her dress revealing her cotton pink panties. Her legs spread just enough to let me know she is just as turned on as I am right now.

Damn it.

"Say the words and I will stop." I look her in the eyes. I'm giving her a chance to flee. To put a stop to my madness. I don't deserve to taste her again, but to hell with it all. I can't help but take advantage of her at this very moment. I want—no I need to taste her. To see her come undone once more. She says nothing, the lust evident in her eyes.

Reaching my hand down, I softly skim my fingers across her panties. I watch as she closes her eyes, taking a deep breath. I need more. Using two fingers to pull her panties to the side, I feel her bare pussy. That sends me into a frenzy and I tear the panties from her body. I want to see all of her bare pussy, this is mine. How barbaric of me, but I don't give a fuck.

"Darren," her eyes open, and she looks at me in shock.

I slip her panties into my pocket and free my cock from its confinements.

Alsie looks down and I can't help the smirk tugging at my lips. The same look she gave me the first time she saw it. I don't mean to brag, but I'm fucking huge. Grabbing one of her hips, I pull her closer to me. I guide my cock to her pussy lips.

"Shit." She moans as the head of my dick finds her throbbing clit.

"I'm sorry," I apologize as I start to move the head of my cock back and forth on her clit. I want to bury myself deep inside of her, but I have to control myself. I don't deserve to have the pleasure of feeling her tight pussy milking my cock just yet. The head of my cock is now covered with her juices. I beginning picking up speed, rubbing myself back and forth through her pussy lips. "I will promise to cherish the ground you walk on." I continue. I need to forget about all the shit Selena put me through and give Alsie and our baby the world.

She drops her head on my shoulder, moaning. She moves her hips, wanting me to go faster, but I need to pace myself or I'll be the one cumming first. I put my head in the crook of her neck, gently placing kisses on her neck. Her moans get a little louder and I feel her body tense up, she is about to cum.

"Darren," she screams into my chest as she comes undone, I'm not that far behind her. My cum leaves a beautiful masterpiece of her cilt and pussy lips.

"Are you finished getting dressed—well I'm just going to wait back out here," Caroline says. "This is why I should learn how to knock before entering." She shouts from the other side of the door. "I guess—umm—later boss!"

I expected Alsie to jump away, but she only holds onto me tighter, than I hear it.

She's crying.