“I don't engage in a casual sex and I know you are the same. If it wasn't for love, nothing would have happened between us.” Tony sat up from the bed, and strengthened out. She sat up too, and looked into his eyes and explained further, “We will hurt your wife if we continue. I would not want to be a source of sorrow to another woman.”
Now, Tony understood her reasons, and was silent. He hated it when people assumed his marital status. Meanwhile, Susan could feel his heart beating rapidly. She turned her face and looked at his face and realized that he was tearing, and was touched.
“What! Stop that, Sir,” she warned and kissed him. Then, she wiped his tears, and pulled him closer to her chest and made him to suck her busty boobs, and he relished it.
“You're irresistible, my dear,” he whispered. Thereafter, he engaged her in another round of sex, which was better than the previous ones because they were getting familiar with each other's desire.
“Thank you for this, my sweet girl.”
“You are welcome, Sir.”
“You can address me as Tony when we are alone.”
“I got it.”
“I will answer your questions after now. Let's catch some sleep. You will be busy tomorrow.”
“You are right.”
“One more thing,” Tony pointed out.
“I appreciate you for trusting me with your body and secret.”
“I lured you into it. I hope you will not hold it against me?” She asked shyly.
“Not at all. You only hastened my wish. And I love you for that. Tomorrow, I will put on the funeral clothes that you made for me as a symbol of your love for me and the first gift from you.”
“You are welcome. I will watch out for you during the occasion, and when I see the clothes on you, I will cherish you for having me, and making me feel wanted. I love you, Tony.”
“I love you, too. By the way, when did you move into my suite?”
“Mr. Jack did that. He said it was meant for your secretary and since I displaced her, I should occupy it.”
“That was a divine arrangement.”
“I think so.”
They slept off and in the morning, Susan dressed up and attempted to walk out of the suite.
“You are forgetting something,” Tony pointed out. She stopped suddenly and looked at him. Then, he walked up to her and gave her a peck, but she wanted a kiss.
“I will ruin your makeup,” he warned.
“I don't mind,” they engaged in a deep kiss and Tony stopped her.
“How do you feel?”
“You know the answer,” she responded shyly. He looked it her eyes and assured.
“I feel the same way, but we will wait until we return.”
“It is okay.” She left the suite before him and waited for him alongside other members of staff at the bus.
At the City – The Hospital
It was a long night for the couple. Sharon began to experience labor pains at 9 PM, and Bruno took her to the hospital. He kept his nose to the grindstone all night and got what he termed a negative report at last. At 3 AM, Sharon was delivered of a beautiful baby girl. The doctors and nurses were rejoicing over the successful delivery of the baby, who was too big for a normal delivery.
“Congratulations, Sir. The baby arrived safely,” the doctor informed Bruno happily.
“Wow! That is good to hear. Can I see him?” He requested eagerly.
“Her, Sir,” the doctor corrected without a second thought. Now Bruno did not hide his resentment and indignation over the report and threw a tantrum.
“You assured me that she was carrying a baby boy and now, what happened?”
“Oh! The ultrasound results are not one hundred percent accurate. …”
“Tell her that I don't wish to see her and that bastard in my house,” he interrupted, and thundered, before he left the hospital without settling the bill, and the hospital staff members were very annoyed. Meanwhile, the doctor never bothered to persuade him to have a change of heart.
At the Delivery Theater
Sharon was exhausted after the prolonged labor and the midwife and nurses were on their toes to arrest the postpartum exhaustion. She was stable after an hour of rest, and she inquired, “What of my husband?”
“Relax, that man is not your husband,” the doctor made clear with a stern face. Then, Sharon showed worries and asked, “Why did you say so, doctor?”
“Don't let it bother you. Every child is important, whether a boy or a girl. Did you get me?”
“Yes, doctor. What is the sex of my baby? The ultrasound result indicated that it is a boy.”
“You are right. The result was inaccurate. Your baby is a girl,” the doctor informed without regret.
“A beautiful girl,” the midwife added enthusiastically. Now, Sharon looked into the baby cot beside her and saw her baby.
“She is indeed beautiful,” she said, and smiled softly.
“So, where is he? I wish to see him,” she requested, facing the doctor. The doctor relayed Bruno's message to her, and she began to tear up.
“Don't be hard on yourself, madam. You need all the energy to be alive,” the doctor cautioned and left.
“Your baby desires you now more than anyone else," the midwife emphasized, and lifted the baby from the cot and placed her on her lap. It was as though, that act was the magic that Sharon needed to reason clearly, and she stopped crying. She concentrated on the baby and that pleased the midwife, and the other workers. Likewise, she studied the baby who sleeping critically and rationalized, 'Bruno is not a handsome man. He can't be her father.'
The only thing clear to her was that she was the mother of the baby. As for the paternity of the baby, she had her uncertainties. She stared at the wall for a long time before the midwife resolved to call her attention.
“You can give her the first breast milk. She must be starving, besides, it creates a bonding between the mother and the child.”
Sharon ignored her suggestions. This time, she was lost in thought and recalled that after her last menstrual cycle, she had sex several times with Felix before that ill-fated night that she engaged in an unplanned threesome.