The "Sluts" POV

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Chapter 22

I tossed and turned all night, I got very little sleep. I am trying to figure out what to do about this. I mean what if Sean doesn't want to marry me now that there is a possibility that I am carrying another mans child? Do I even want a child? Am I ready to become a mother? I'm not completely sure. I mean yes, I thought about having kids with Sean, but not this soon. I figured that it would be way later down the road.

Sighing, I got up, throwing on a jacket and heading out the door, calling Sean. He answered with a sleepy voice. "Ava? Are you okay?" I composed myself enough to answer him. "Sean. I need to talk to you." Even though my voice was a whisper, he perked up at my tone. "Of course, is everything okay?" I nodded my head before I remembered that he couldn't see me. "Yes, but I'm 5 minutes from your place. I'll see you soon?" He cleared his throat before agreeing. After we hung up I quickly prepared myself in the few minutes that I had left till I arrived at his place.

I should just come right out and say it, and be understanding if he doesn’t want to marry me still. But that is easier said than done, and there is still the fact that I have to talk to Evan and tell him that it could be his. We aren’t completely back to normal friend standards but it is better than it was, I mean he is even coming to the wedding. Walking up and knocking on Sean’s door was nerve wracking and it was in that moment I realized I was still in my fuzzy pajama shorts. Well it’s too late now. Sean threw open the door taking my appearance in with worried eyes before pulling me to him for a hug.

“Hi, Ava baby. Are you okay?” I nodded with my face still pressed up against his chest, not ready to be out of his arms just yet. I’m scared to face reality, I mean regardless of who the father is, what if they don’t want the baby? And if it is Evans, would Sean be willing to raise it as his own? There were all of these what ifs and no way for me to know the answer without spilling the truth. So taking a big breath, I stepped out of Sean’s arms and went to sit on the couch, waiting for him to join me.

Once he finally did, he pulled me into him rubbing my arm soothingly. “Ava whatever it is I’m sure we can figure it out. If it’s something with the wedding or work or whatever, we can work it out baby. You just have to talk to me.” I pulled back, ready to just spill everything with no real plan on how to break the news. I’ve always been super blunt so I don’t think this situation should change that fact. “Sean, I’m pregnant.” I state quickly, watching him carefully to see his reaction. He went still, very still. Not blinking or even breathing, before the biggest grin spread out on his face. I knew what he was thinking and had to clarify why this isn't the best news ever. "I'm pregnant and I'm not sure if it's yours.... The doctor said I was around 10-12 weeks along. That is around the time we first hooked up and I was with Evan then too." I trailed off. Watching as his smile fell off his face, making me want to curl into a ball and die.

The worst thing about this situation is the possibility of losing Sean. I hate to admit it but if its not his and he doesn't want it, I will be crushed. I will probably never recover from this broken heart and I know for sure that I am in way to deep and there is nothing I can do about it. I've falling completely head over heels for Sean and I don't want anything to jeopardize it. Call me selfish, but it is true. He took a few moments, in which I didn't realize tears were falling down my face until he gently wiped them away. "Ava, it's okay. I mean it isn't ideal that you have someone elses baby before mine, but if it is his, then I will still be the best damn step dad. This doesn't change how I feel for you." I sniffle, trying to not sound like a blubbering mess when I reply. "S-so you still want to marry me?"

I looked up at him through my lashes, afraid to see that he doesn't want to, but I was shocked by the genuinely honest look he was giving me. "Of course I still want to marry you, baby. As long as you promise to have my baby next." He joked, laugher and light in his eyes. Even when I put us in a predicament this messy, this disastrous, he is still willing to be with me, to love me. And if that isn't true love, I have no fucking clue what is. I clear up my face from tears before smiling at him. "Well, if this one is yours, there is no need for another." He looked mockingly appalled. "Excuse me miss, I'd like at least 3 kids." We chuckled together and relaxed into each others embrace with Sean's hand placed on my flat stomach, rubbing gently.

"I can't believe a baby is growing in here." He muttered, looking amazed and kind of frightened. I smiled up at him, "I know. But we will get through it together." He kissed my lips softly before his humor came back again. "So, I guess you don't believe the seeing the bride before the wedding superstition now?" I playfully glared at him before rolling onto him. "Sean Morgan, I had news that could have effected if there were going to be a wedding at all! I had to risk it." He gripped the back of my neck, pulling my face closer to his, stating simply, "I don't believe in that shit anyways." Before he crushed his lips to mine. Even with it being 6:30 in the morning and my scheduled hair stylist coming to my place at 8, I knew that I was not getting out of here without Sean giving me the release that my body was so desperately begging for.

Both of us in to much of a frenzy to do any type of foreplay, I quickly stood, dropping my bottoms before straddling him again, kissing him roughly. He kissed back while trailing his hands down and gripping my ass hard. I didn't realize that he had let his member free from his shorts until he penetrated my center in one swift motion, guiding my hips down on his expertly. His thrusts were quick and deep, begging for my sweet nectar to coat his long shaft. Spanking me on my round bottom, Sean wrapped his arms around me, flipping to place my back on the couch with him placed over top of me, moving slowly in and out. He was teasing and tantalizing in the best of ways. Going slow and deep to appease the growing pressure that was forming deep in my gut. Kissing me all along my shoulder, neck, jaw and lips, he thrusts his tongue into my mouth, colliding with my own tongue, moving to the same pace of his hips.

Speeding up, he began to go harder, keeping my lips captive by his own while digging into my core. Sweet release found me not long after, causing my toes to curl, legs to shake, and a moan to escape my lips while I dug my nails into his back. Sean groaned before he found his own release, letting his seed out within me. With the feel of our joined orgasms, and the whole situation in general, I kissed him, pulling back only to announce, "I love you." Sean stilled, before kissing me passionately. "I love you too, Ava baby."

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