Page 64 of Beyond the Cage

I empty the contents of the bag and find a breakfast sandwich and a blueberry muffin. He hands me a cup of coffee.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

He watches me closely while I eat, no doubt still wondering what’s wrong with me. When I’m done, he grabs the trash and takes it to the kitchen. Chels sticks her head through my door.

“What’s wrong?”

I shake my head. “Common affliction.”

“Oh…guess it’s a good thing you checked out those exits last night.” She waggles her brows.

Leave it to her to have me laughing in my current condition. “True.”

“Anyway…Iwill see you later. I’m meeting Damon.”

It’s so cute the way she’s blushing just talking about him. Do I do that? “Have fun, babe.”

“I will.” She glances at Cameron with a giggle. “You two behave.”

Turning on her heels, she walks away humming. He climbs in next to me and I cuddle up to him. I hate this…the first two days are always the worst for me. He curls his arm around me and I lay my head on his chest. As he strokes my arm, my lids begin to droop.

I wake up a few hours later, in the same position. His even breathing tells me he’s asleep. Sparty is curled up at our feet. I feel a little better; at least the cramps are gone. He stirs the moment I move, watching as I walk to the bathroom. I wonder if I should send him away. I’m not exactly at my best right now.

“How come you’re still here?” I ask when I return to the bedroom. “No training sessions today?”

He nods but seems uneasy.

“Did you…you didn’t blow them off for me, did you?” When he nods, I walk over and sit on the edge of the bed next to him. “How sweet areyou?”

I run my fingers through his hair and smile at him as my feelings for him elevate another notch.

“I’m fine. I just…I just got my period.”

He sighs audibly, shakes his head, and smiles.

“Was that a sigh of relief that I’m okay, or that I’m not pregnant?”

His gaze drops. I look down, wondering what he’s looking at. “What?”

Pulling me against him, he settles me between his legs, laying his palm flat on my stomach before making small, slow circles.What the hell?Moving to my knees, I turn to him, searching his eyes. I see… What do I see? Longing?

“Are you –?”

He cuts me off with a nod.

“Oh, my God. Cameron…”

CHAPTER 16

Love and desire are the spirit’s wings to great deeds. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

This is a bombshell. What the hell do I say? We just started dating, for Christ’s sake! When did he get to the point of wanting to have a baby? I can’t have a baby! Wait…do I even want one…with him?

“Now?”

He shrugs, watching for my reaction.

“I can’t have a baby right now. I have med school –”