Angela

My legs were shaking from being too nervous as I stood in front of his front door waiting for him to open it. My head was shouting at me to retreat back to my room and stay away from him but my heart was in charge at the moment.

When Jaxon opened the door I wanted nothing more than to jump his bones. The damn guy was not wearing his shirt and judging by that smirk on his face he was doing this on purpose.

“Come on in.” he said as he gestured for me to come in. I timidly walked behind him into the all too familiar apartment that I still love coming into. His apartment always smelt of him which is flowers and cigarettes. He sat on one side of the couch while I sat on the other. I even couldn’t take my eyes off when he sat down making his muscles stretch.

“So what can I do to make you forgive me?” he asked. Even after he said harsh words to me and even said them to my face I should hate him, I really should. But I can’t help but ogle over him when I see him and think of him when I’m not around him. If he really meant that he was lying then that would be a dream come true, but people lie as easily as they change clothes.

What makes Jaxon any different from the rest?

Just because I love him doesn’t mean he won’t lie.

“I don’t know.” Was my answer. He sighed as he clutched his head and said “Angela… I’m not great at expressing my feelings nor putting them into words.” He was silent for a moment as he avoided eye contact. “You mean a great deal to me Angel. I only said those words to that man was because I wanted to protect you. That guy was an old enemy back in my days, and he thinks I owe him. Not only that but he was threatening the ones I love including you.” he explained further.

My heart was racing at his sudden confession. One moment I envisioned my life without him and now I can’t stand the thought of ever being without him. When did I get so dependent on one guy?

I didn’t want to succumb to his words again but looking into those silver eyes I know he wasn’t lying. He turned towards me and I was lost in an ocean of silver. He then held out his hand and said “Please give me another chance, I can’t stand the thought of you not being in my life.”

I stared at his hand for too long tempted to shove it away and tempted to grab it and never let go. As I stared into his eyes I was once again captivated, I then find myself inching my hand towards his. Tied by desire and overtaken by impulse I placed my hand in his, giving him another chance.

This want I have for Jaxon is consuming me. Want for him to stay with me, want for him to love me, want for him to touch me in every way possible, and want for him to kiss me till I can’t feel my lips. It was an endless list of wanting.

He smiled at me but we both didn’t waste time as we connected our lips for what seemed to be an eternity. Oh, how I miss these lips. I couldn’t help myself as I moaned loudly into the kiss. My arms were wrapped around his neck while his were wrapped around my waist. The kiss was so powerful that it knocked us off our feet, we both tumbled onto the couch with him on top of me.

Of course, he made sure he didn’t put his full weight on me. Our kiss was rough but passionate, it was like we have been starving for a long time and now we finally get to fulfill that need. He was quick to insert his tongue into my mouth, and for once I can admit that I missed the taste of him. Our tongues danced with one another in a sweet rhythm.

Without trying to break our kiss he removed his shirt. One by one our clothing was strewn upon the floor. When his hand caressed my abdomen my whole body tensed up and he even noticed. He pulled away to look at me and before he can say anything I started to feel nauseous. I pushed him away from me and dashed towards the bathroom where I puked up the food that Stephan forced me to eat.

Unexpectedly, Jaxon was right behind me holding my hair while rubbing my back. That’s when I realized that I haven’t told him yet.

About being pregnant.

“Are you alright, Angel?” he asked with concern lacing his voice. I wiped my mouth with a tissue as I looked up at him. Would he be thrilled at the idea? Or would he react the total opposite? I was afraid yet excited to tell him.

“I am… Hey Jaxon, one of the reasons why I was eavesdropping on your conversation with that man was because I wanted to tell you something.” I started out. My heart was beating so fast that I wasn’t sure if I was able to catch up. He grabbed my hand as he led me back towards the living room and gave me a bottle of water.

“What did you want to tell me?” he asked.

I bit my lower lip in anticipation. Should I really tell him? The whole time I locked myself in my room I was thinking of a whole life without Jaxon and raising the baby on my own. Now I didn’t know if he wanted to raise the baby with me or not. I was nervous.

Even being only in my undergarments didn’t help me become less nervous. I took a deep breath as I stared in Jaxon’s silver eyes that comforted me and made my heart beat rapidly at the same time if that even makes sense.

“I’m pregnant.”