PREGNANT AFTER ONE NIGHT STAND

One year later.

Zain has grown into such an adorable baby! He’s incredibly cute. Every time I come home from checking the café, my main destination is always Zain. I often have to park at the main house because Zain is usually being held captive by Mom and Dad.

No problem. Anya works as usual. She took a three-month maternity leave, and I made sure to request from Krystal, my dear sister, not to make Anya work overtime. Krystal just laughed evilly. I was so annoyed that I ended up giving away one of my hard-to-find yellow Vespa collections, and I had to meet the collector in Canada.

Damn you, Krystal.

“I’m glad to work with my beloved little sister,” she said after I handed her the keys to my one and only dearest sister.

When I told Anya about this, she burst into laughter. She said she willingly fell for Krystal Blaxton’s threats. Before I negotiated with Krystal, Anya’s boss (aka my sister) already told her not to join meetings or work overtime. She should focus on her work at the office and take care of Krystal’s needs that could be handled at her desk.

To stay focused on breastfeeding and learn how to be mobile with Krystal.

I was dumbfounded.

“That’s why you shouldn’t be too naive,” she said.

“I’m doing this because I care so much about you, Joice.”

I was laughed at. It made me imitate her steps into the bathroom. She had just returned from work. She came home with Krystal because it was Friday. It was their usual routine for Krystal to stay until Sunday. She said she missed Zain. I wanted to tell her to have her own baby if she missed him so much, but I didn’t have the heart to say it.

I’ve already mentioned that everything that happened between Anya and me started because of her, right? She’s the one who seduced me. But I don’t blame her. I just accept that I was tempted by a woman as beautiful and sexy as Anya. Seriously.

Like right now.

She slowly unbuttoned her shirt, knowing I was watching. It fell gracefully, almost like a slow-motion scene in a movie, revealing her beautiful back. Her hair was now black, still long, and her body still had a nice shape. Even from behind, she looked so alluring.

One of the many parts of my wife’s body that drives me crazy is the nape of her neck. It’s smooth and alluring. So when I closed the distance between us, I lifted her hair gently in one hand and placed a couple of kisses on her neck, leading to her nape. I could feel her letting out a soft moan. Don’t tease your husband, Joice!

“I’m going to take a shower. I feel hot and sticky, Cedric.”

Her voice was so adorable. As she turned around, the front of her body was still clad in a tempting pink bra that highlighted her assets. But I remembered, that bra now belonged to Zain, not me. So I’ll just be an appreciative observer.

When I first had sex with Anya, she didn’t wear any accessories on her neck. Now she does. A thin necklace with a pendant of my initials, complete with sparkling Swarovski, which I specially ordered as a gift. Because she came back to me after being unconscious for three days. Because she took good care of Baby during her pregnancy. Also, I think it’s the first time I’ve given Anya a gift in our entire relationship.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

My initials are right on her chest. I grinned.

“I’m sure you must have some naughty thoughts about it,” she said.

I chuckled softly. “It’s okay to be naughty with your wife, Joice.”

I already know, don’t I? Anya is the sweetest temptress in my life. I don’t know why, but the way she lowers her skirt seems intentional. Her hips move as seductively as possible, and her eyes occasionally wink playfully at me.

“Who’s stopping you?” I hold her hips after the skirt falls. She’s left only in her matching bra and panties, which look striking against her fair skin. The combination of beauty and sexiness weakens me completely.

“You’ve touched me before,” she says while wrapping her arms around my neck. “Now, I want you to bathe me.”

“Two hours, okay?”

She nods with a mysterious smile.

“But before that, I’m actually not confident being naked in front of you.”

I’m confused why she suddenly lacks confidence. Her body looks amazing to me. I notice Anya pointing at her surgical scar, which seems to bother her. But I don’t think anything of it.

“Joice, please. Don’t be like that. In fact, remembering this scar makes me love and care for you even more. It’s proof that you didn’t ignore both of us. You accepted both of us.”

Her eyes still look sad. “But it’s not sexy anymore, right?”

“You’re always sexy. Even just being like this drives me crazy.”

She pouts. “You’re just a pervert, aren’t you?”

“Just for you, Joice.”

“But this is the present. What guarantees will there be in the future?”

I chuckle. Typical Anya. Sometimes she’s still negative. “This is not just sweet talk. You’re always so skeptical of my words. It seems like you only consider them as passing words.”

Anya looks at me, waiting for me to continue talking.

“Since the first time we met, you’ve had control over me. It’s not just because of the circumstances. And the universe sent one extraordinary event for both of us, it felt… insane! That’s why I’ve been fighting to prove that I am indeed worthy of your love. Just like how I love you so much, Joice. No matter your past. It doesn’t matter how your body will change in the future. Because what I love is you. Anya Joice. My wife.”

Slowly, her cheeks turn red. Anya rarely blushes from sweet words. She’s the type of woman who prefers actions over words. I’ve proven that myself, you know.

“Now, do you want me to bathe you or do you want to do something else first?”

She laughs, but the distance between us narrows. “Whatever you like, Cedric.”

Got the approval, right? In one swift move, my fingers slipped into her pants, touching the part of my wife that I adore the most, making her widen her eyes and groan in frustration.

****

“Where are we going?” She asks impatiently. We have just entered the highway out of town. I didn’t say where we’re heading, just that we’re going out of town and staying for two or three days.

Zain’s breast milk stock is safe. One whole freezer full. Anya is used to pumping according to her schedule, and it doesn’t change just because we’re going away. At the villa, there will be a fridge that can be used as a temporary storage. She’s really concerned about this. She wants to make sure nothing is missed because, for her, it’s essential. I just go along with it. I don’t understand much about it, and the explanations don’t really stick.

If I think about it, Anya sacrifices more for Zain than I do. At night, when Zain is thirsty, Anya wakes up. She sits half-reclined to breastfeed Zain and then goes back to sleep after he’s full and asleep. In the morning, she prepares breakfast for me before I leave. While I’m solely looking for the money.

“Cedric,” she calls me again. I just turn and smile, messing up her hair playfully. For this occasion, I’m driving. It’s not that I’m not brave enough to drive alone, but I’m sure it’s going to be very emotional.

I don’t want my concentration to be affected by what will happen later. Beforehand, I checked if this thing Daska brought is true or not. I won’t reveal anything until I’m sure about it.

It takes about four hours since we left home. I asked for and honestly told my parents about it. There’s no way I’d hide this matter. My mother fully supports my decision while my father reminded me to be careful. I have their blessings. I said goodbye with questioning looks from Anya, but I tried to ignore them.

I’ll wait for the right moment to tell her everything.

Along the way, we talked about things I could divert Anya’s pressing questions. Thankfully, she doesn’t make it too hard for me to find many topics to discuss. When it comes to Zain, Anya forgets that there are plenty of other things we can talk about. But as soon as the car enters the cemetery area, Anya’s words fall silent.

“Where are we, Cedric?”

I take a slow breath and exhale gently. “I want to take you to meet someone.”

Her forehead furrowed. “Who?”

“Your mother.”

A smile, a blush on her face, and her eyes showing many emotions.

“I hope you listen to the story I’ve gathered wisely.”

She shakes her head slowly.

“Can you, Joice?”