Chapter 12
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Do I want to have s*x?
I mean... Not really. I'm not feeling it right now and I doubt I would at while I'm pregnant. It
would be a different story if the baby was actually mine and I was with someone, but it's not the
case.
Words escape me however, as Jay leans closer over the bed.
I genuinely can't seem to speak. All I can do is lean away from the man's puckered lips.
Unfortunately, I'm leaning backwards as it's the only direction I can move with his hands
trapping me on the bed from either side.
He must think this is a go ahead as he
Continues leaning in, despite my face which must look something like ��.
"Hey!"
The loud voice startles Jay enough that he jumps and looks over to the door with wide eyes.
Troy stands there with his arms crossed and a stony look.
"What are you doing Jay?"
The nutritionist straightens up and begins explaining himself.
"Well... Like I said earlier. We were on a date. The dates is kinda over, so we're doing...
Activities."
I stare in interest as he explains himself dumbly. WE weren't doing anything.
"No," Troy grunts leaning against the door frame.
Jay looks at me with hesitance before turning back to the doorway.
"No?"
Troy raises a brow.
"No. She's carrying my child. You will have no intercourse pertaining to Tess's body as long as
our baby grows in her."
Jay stutters for a moment before his face turns red in anger.
"We can do as we please! You can't tell her what to do with her body!"
Even my own face turns to one of surprise. It's not uncommon knowledge that the Moretti's own
my body until after I give birth and finish breastfeeding. Hell, they even control what I eat. No
caffeine, no alcohol, hardly any processed sugar. Is this man genuinely clueless to the facts.
"I just did," Troy argues. "Get out of her room. If I see you in here again you're fired."
My mouth gapes. Isn't this his best friend?!
If I though Jay was angry before, I was wrong. He stomps out of the room cursing at his friend,
who gives a pleased smirk when we're left alone.
"Thanks," I say gratefully. It's his turn to look surprised, but he nods anyway. I guess it might
have looked like I wanted to go through with it from the position troy walked in on, but I'm glad
he came when he did.
"Do you want to talk about anything?"
I nod and tap the bed in invitation. So, for the next hour and a half, we laugh about anything and
everything, just getting to know each other better.
"Wait, but that foot thing was disgusting! I was cringing the whole time, and the sound effects
made it worse!"
"Didn't it though?! Apart from that, dear dictator was a great movie. I wish I could see it again
for the first time."
"And blockers! That was good too."
"The message was a good one and it was definitely funny so double the points."
"Troy! Your mother's on line 2."
As quick as Jasmine's voice came, it dissapeared down the hall. She had delivered the new with
her usual attitude that I've come to regularize over the past month and a half I've known her.
Troy rolls over and gives me a small smile.
"I have to take that."
Then to my surprise, he scoots down the bed and gives my stomach a soft kiss.
"Stay safe little one. Take care of Tess while I'm gone."
I nearly scoff at the insinuation that I need a baby to take care of me, but that was before I
realized how cute it was.
About the time I start imagining what it would be like if Troy and I were the parents of this baby,
I begin to panic. God! Don't think like that! This is Jasmine and Troy’s child. I'm only the
carrier.
Shaking any thoughts out of my head, I ignore the fact that I'm still dressed up and roll under the
covers so that I can sleep.
I guess dating is going to be a futile thing these next eight months.
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