Chapter 62

Scott’s house was in one of the ritzier neighborhoods, one that Molly had never dared set foot in. Elodie had said it was where ‘the soulless people lived,’ and Molly believed her until she met Scott.

Inside the house, everything was absolutely spotless. In most of the rooms, there was hardly any evidence of anyone having lived there at all. Scott had been to Molly’s house many times since they started dating, but he had always avoided bringing her back to his place. Molly could see why.

He’s afraid I’ll be intimidated. My place is a disaster compared to ... this.

“Don’t mind the mess, Molly. My maid took this week off and I didn’t have time to clean up before you came over. Can I get you a water? Maybe something a little sweeter?” Scott turned on his record player and scooped Molly in for a dance.

An old Diana Ross and Lionel Ritchie song played over the surround sound. Molly hadn’t been to many concerts in her lifetime, but she assumed this is kind of what it felt like.

“The only thing missing is the stage. And well, the people. But, I got this sound system so that when I was listening to music, it would feel like I was really there. In the crowd.”

Scott was always coming up with reasons for why he did things. Molly reflected on how he didn’t seem to ever do anything just because he wanted to. It was like everything he did had to be calculated and logical. Never from the heart.

“Xan… uh, Scott ...” Molly hoped Scott didn’t catch her mistake. Fortunately for her, he was distracted by the lyrics to the song.

“Scott, I was wondering. Are you sure you want to be involved with someone who’s going to have a baby? Someone else’s baby? I know we’ve talked about it before, but we were only just beginning to see each other. Before things get more serious I just want to know.”

Scott twirled Molly around, dipping her so low she was parallel with the floor.

Not the most comfortable with a pregnant belly, but romantic. I’ll take it.

“Do you think I would be standing here serenading you with the cheesiest music I could find on my shelf, if I didn’t want to be with you because of your baby?”

Scott pulled Molly back up to standing.

She flattened her skirt and fixed the bra strap that had fallen over her shoulder.

“I just wanted to make sure that you understand how hard it can get in this kind of situation.”

Now that Xander is back, it will only be complicated even more.

“Let me show you how sure I am.”

Scott leaned in to kiss Molly, grabbing her on either side of her neck with his manicured hands.

In an instant, Molly imagined herself back in Xander’s living room and how he had grabbed her neck in the same way. She remembered how her hands had trembled and her legs had gone weak when he kissed her; and when he pulled the hair away from her neck and dove in to her. The passion was there with Xander, but for all of Scott’s efforts, Molly felt only a fraction of that same lust.

Scott took her by the hand and led her to his bedroom door.

“Wait here just a moment.”

Scott slipped into the bedroom and returned shortly after.

“Okay, come in.”

The room had been lit with candles placed all around the furniture.

I guess he’s going to see me naked and pregnant at some point. Might as well get it over with.

They both fumbled to undress one another. Scott gave up on trying to unclasp Molly’s bra, and Molly had scratched Scott’s eye trying to take off his shirt.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

Molly put a hand over her mouth, embarrassed, apologizing to Scott.

He blinked his eye a few times and smiled.

“I can still see you.”

Scott picked Molly up off of the floor. She felt heavy and round in his arms as he carried her to the bed.

“I’m sorry I’m such a whale right now. It’s the baby, you know, it’s getting bigger and ...”

Scott put a finger to Molly’s lips, hushing for her to be quiet.

“Stop apologizing, Molly. You have nothing to be sorry for. Here, why don’t we try you on your side? I don’t want to do any damage.”

Molly pulled herself with great struggle to the top of the bed and laid on her side. Scott walked around the bed and crawled under the sheets beside her. As Molly turned to kiss him, he had already started to slip his erection inside of her.

I guess we’re skipping past the foreplay then.

Scott began to move in and out, changing his tempo so frequently that Molly had a hard time keeping in time with his momentum. She closed her eyes and pictured being back at the club, moving her hips with the music, but it didn’t help.

“Molly, your pussy is so tight.”

His voice sounded almost robotic, like he had just heard the phrase for the first time.

Molly grabbed Scott’s hand from her hip and brought it to her nipples, but he only continued to move it back to where he had it. Molly tried her clit, hoping that by keeping a hand over his, she could show him how she would stroke it when she was by herself. He pulled his hand away again.

Xander couldn’t keep his hands off me. He was so concerned with making sure I enjoyed everything too. Scott just seems interested in his own pleasure.

Molly gave up on forcing Scott’s hand.

“Oh my God, I’m going to cum.”

Molly felt a wetness on her lower back as Scott pulled out.

Scott rolled over to his bedside table and grabbed a box of tissues.

After helping Molly clean up, he walked around the room and blew out all the candles.

“I don’t know about you Molly, but I’m exhausted.”

Lying back in bed, Scott let out a huge yawn and grabbed Molly, pulling her in to cuddle.

“Me too. You sure do know how to tire a girl out.”

Molly was uncomfortable faking, but didn’t want to hurt Scott’s feelings. She stretched to kiss his cheek good night and laid her head on his chest.

Within minutes Scott was fast asleep, snoring loudly.

Molly stared out of his window, remembering the beautiful view from Xander´s bedroom and how the light had shone on them so perfectly as they made love.

Why did you have to mess everything up, Xander? This could have been us.

Molly drifted off into sleep long after the sun had completely set behind the mountains.