“So…how do you feel now that our friends know?” Luke ran his hands over Bridgette’s hair and exposed back as she snuggled into his chest.

“Relieved, happy…content.” She let out a small coo as she leaned in and nuzzled his neck. Then remembering just how Grant and Harper had discovered that she and Luke were a couple came back to mind. “Oh god…I keep forgetting that they saw us basically hooking up in a bar!”

“I like that memory! In fact…I think we should try to recreate that memory right now.” He rolled Bridgette onto her back and pinned her hands above her head as he leaned in to plant kisses between words. “I think,” kiss “you secretly” kiss “like” kiss “getting caught.” She couldn’t help but squirm and giggle as the kissing assault continued. The lower the kisses trailed down her body the more the giggles turned into moans and gasps. Luke was relentless in his assault on her body. He released her hands and instead planted them on her hips as he spread her thighs with his shoulders.

Bridgette had never experienced a relationship with a man that enjoyed pleasuring her so thoroughly. The way he showed her body attention was unreal. She ran her hands through his thick blonde locks as she watched him make love to her most intimate place with his mouth. Even through orgasm he didn’t stop, instead he spread her thighs apart further and lapped at her furiously. Her legs felt like jell-o by the time he had finished exploring her and her abs hurt from the intense flexing through all of the orgasms…so completely and utterly worth it.

She pushed Luke back on the bed and crawled up his body, “Now it’s my turn.” She set about dragging her nails down his chest and abs as she took him deep in her mouth. She didn’t exactly love giving blow jobs in the past but there was something about the sounds Luke made when she did that made her have a whole new attitude toward the task. She loved watching his eyes roll back as his head lulled back and his breathing quickened, completely blissed out.

They had both been tested and since Bridgette was on birth control they had discussed the lack of need for using other protection. They trusted one another and were in a committed and loving relationship and didn’t want any other barriers between them. The rest of the night was spent entangled in one another’s arms, exploring each other and pushing each other to new heights of pleasure.

It was hard to believe six months had flown by, it felt like a dream. Work had been great, Bridgette had established some excellent connections and found what she felt would be best selling manuscripts…or books rather. Luke had finally found a balance at work as well, he had a team of jr. engineers under him that helped off load a lot of his workload and helped him establish a solid name for himself in front of some very important executives.

The Summer had definitely come and gone and they were in the heart of another blustery, Chicago winter. They had spent the holidays at Luke’s parents house and had even all worn goofy matching sweaters with gaudy details on them and posed for some very classic family photos. It wasn’t long after they initially started dating that they had taken a trip down to his parents house to break the news in person. His mother burst into tears immediately, grabbing Bridgette and pulling her into a hug so tight she had to pry her off of her to breathe again. Apparently his parents had been hoping, wishing and pray for this day for about as long as Bridgette had.

She couldn’t remember a time she was happier. Her life felt complete. She no longer wondered what took things so long to fall into place, she was a firm believer in timing and more than anything she was just thankful that she was surrounded by so much love. She couldn’t be happier…it wasn’t possible.

She was due to meet Harper soon for her kickboxing class but she was still holding on to the bug she had from the other day. “Ugh.” She groaned as she rolled over and pulled her almost lifeless body out of bed. Luke moaned and reached for her but she had already left the warmth and comfort of the blankets.

“You ok baby?” Luke pulled himself up on his elbows as Bridgette took a couple deep breaths. “Still feeling sick? Don’t push it babe, come back to bed Harper will understand.”

“No I’ll be ok. Just need some coffee.” She said with a yawn as she schlepped off to the kitchen. She prepared the pot and drank some water as she waited for it to brew. She didn’t even let it finish brewing before filling her cup and lifting to her lips for a sip. She dry heaved a little and set the cup down. “Ugh gross. Guess that’s not happening.” She finished her water and headed to her room to get dressed and head out to meet Harper, giving Luke a kiss on her way out and told him she’d be back in a bit.

She limbered up in her usual spot in the back of the room and prepared to launch into a series of punches and jabs. Today’s class was focused on kickboxing and self defense moves which were her favorite. She had noticed a complete overhaul in her body since taking Harper’s classes. She had more energy, she was leaner and tighter and felt so much stronger. Although lately she felt a little less than lean and a little more tired. She yawned again and took one more deep stretch just as the class started.

The first 10 minutes of the class felt like an eternity and it was just the warmup. She took a minute to catch her breath and bent over to grab her water bottle. When she stood back up to take a drink she felt a sudden wave of nausea come over her. She bolted for the door and just made it to the restroom in time before throwing up the rest of last night’s dinner and this morning’s water consumption. She splashed some cold water on her face and back of her neck as she leaned over the sink. She grabbed a towel from the rack and laid it out on one of the benches in the locker room, she decided she would lay down for the rest of the class and let het stomach settle down. She should have listened to Luke and let her body recover.

“Hey, Bridge. Bridgette!” Bridgette blinked her eyes open not realizing she had fallen asleep on the bench in the locker room. “What happened? I saw you take off and then I couldn’t find you after class. You ok?”

Harper sat up slowly, she did not want a repeat of earlier and she was still half asleep anyway. “Yeah I’m ok, I’ve been feeling gross the last few days. I caught a bug and I thought I was over it but clearly I’m not. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disrupt your class.”

Harper laughed as she rubbed her friend’s back, “Don’t apologize sweetie. You’re crazy you should have told me you were sick. You need rest. I’m surprised Luke let you leave the house.”

“Well he tried to tell me to get back in bed but I went to bed so early I thought I’d be fine.” She let out another long yawn, “I’ve just been so tired lately. I can’t seem to get enough sleep. This bug is kicking my ass.” She rubbed her eyes and shook her head a little trying to wake up enough to stand up.

Harper stayed seated on the bench, “Uh Bridge…I think this ‘bug’ might be sticking around a little longer.”

Bridgette turned to her friend mid stretch with a look of confusion, “You mean like the flu?! No way I got my flu shot this year! I cannot be sick right now, I finally have a nice schedule going with work and Luke and I are planning a little getaway soon. It’s our first vacation as a couple.”

“No Bridge I’m saying this bug miiiight be growing into a much bigger bug over the next nine months?” She held out her hands in a questioning gesture.

“Pregnant?! You think I’m pregnant!” Her voice was so high pitched Harper winced.

“I’m not saying for sure I’m just saying maybe take a test. You have some pretty convincing symptoms but it could easily be the flu. Just take it to put your mind at ease.”

Bridgette was now pacing the floor, “My mind was at east until you said that! Wait let me do some period math for a minute”…She counted on her fingers while pacing and staring at the ceiling before stopping dead in her tracks. “SHIT! I’m late!” Before she could fully spiral into panic mode Harper grabbed her hand and her gym bag.

“No need to panic Bridge let’s just go to Walgreens across the street and figure this out.” The girls walked arm in arm to the drugstore and picked up the necessary pregnancy test and ran back over to the gym as fast as possible. Bridgette took a deep breath and pushed open the stall door. “Bridge you can do this, I’m here for you ok?” She nodded to her friend before closing the door.

She sat on the toilette with the test in hand as she took in a few shaky breaths…how was this happening? Just when everything was going well she did exactly what she knew she would. She screwed it all up. Waiting the two minutes felt like an eternity…was it possible for time to slow down in these types of situations? She watched the final few seconds tic by before one last big breath, she grabbed the test off of the toilette paper dispenser and flipped it over.