Pregnancy, many women beam with happiness when speaking about the subject. It's like being picked to grant miracles, a living growing human being nourished inside, a living reminder of just how raw and nasty the man and woman have been. Scraps of DNA combining together into one, truly a remarkable joy worth celebrating.

I hate it.

"Stop I'm going to -" in the nick of time Jim's car screeches to a complete stop, I swung open the door barely pushing my body forwards in time to spill out the acid In my throat.
Even when I had nothing left to spill my body refused to believe it; forcing out whatever liquid left.

The gagging sounds I was making made the situation worse, and Frankly it was embarrassing as shit.

The whiff of Rowan's scent flowing into my streams as he steps out the car to hold back my curls had a strange calming effect, though my throat scorched, the bile finally settled.

"Here's Some water sweetie," Alex says popping the cap from a bottle.

Like it was my last I chugged it in one go, "Thank you" I breathed moving my face away from everyone, bad enough I'm vomiting the last thing I need is to turn everyone to stone with my acidic breath.

"Are you ok to -"

"Yes I'm fine I promise, I'll just close my eyes for the rest of the trip."

They question that possibility. "Honey bun I think it's the motion that makes you throw up not so much ... the view?" Alex adds on.

Of course my dumbass didn't think before speaking, "Right, I'll be fine seriously." The introvert in me didn't want the attention.

Luckily everyone smiled in agreement looking at me as if I'm fragile glass. All except Jim, stoically he keeps his head deadpanned on the road, lost in thought not even sparing a glance at my direction.

I couldn't blame him, We just dropped a bomb on him. For years he has waited for this moment to have a woman that truly cares for him and come to find out she's crazy is a gut wrenching feel and he won't like what we have to say but if it's to save his life, he can spit on my grave ... wait not necessarily spit on it but hate me.

Rowans hand gently squeezing mine from behind helped the spiraling anxiety.

"Jane?" Came a soft voice in the silence just as the car came to a slow stop under the light.

I turn back to look at Alex and Tanika's eyes, "Want to call your mom?"

It was then it hit me, everything that happened previously, the video, my mother, and ... Cameron, Justine, Philip and soon the whole state will know of this. Just as I learned I was pregnant, a happy moment I thought I could have had for myself but of course I'm a laughing stock of the heavens.

Sudden Trembles overtake my body before Rowan gently squeezes.

"No, I'm just -just happy she's ok." The woman annoys my soul but I refuse to lose her that way.

"What happened? What did you see in the video?"

All eyes on me before the four of us jerk from the blaring horn behind us.

"You didn't see it?" I questioned recovering from the near heart attack.

"When you fainted your phone died."

"An anonymous number sent me a video of my mother's home, ransacked with broken windows." The words were heavy falling from my mouth, sadness over takes me just imagining the fear and helplessness that she would have felt by herself in that predicament.

"Oh my gosh." Tanika breathes in the background. "They are really starting to piss me the fuck off."

"That's a home invasion." Alex pitched in, "Save the video."

Silence falls in the car, only Alex guiding Jim to the destination. A plethora of scenarios running rampant in my mind, they will make this journey tough for me but I'm too deep in the hole to back out now.

Tanika's condo comes into view, already I shivered from my last memory of it. A familiar car in one of the parkings.

"Is that the detective?"

All eyes shift to the white luxury car parked under a dim light, the license plate of a woman in a bikini said it all, "Yes." I say distantly as i stare at the movements of a silhouette inside, my heart rams in my chest wondering of one person, my mom.

Hastily I untangle my hands with Rowan's, paying no mind as i nearly jump out the car, I can hear everyone calling out my name, the wind pushes me as I run up to the driver window. He shakes from the slap of my palms closing the phone is his hand, my heart heavy seeing the passenger side empty, "Where is she?" I scream, tears running down my eyes.

Through the glass he muffles something.

"What?" Exhausted from the run, my breath fogging up his glass as I try and catch my breath. "I can't hear you."

Again he muffles words and I growl lowly, "I can't hear you why don't you come out of the car?"

The window rolls down, "Please scoot back pétalo de rosa, I can't open the door."

Oh right, duh. Out he steps in an all black dress suit, hair disheveled as if he kept running his fingers through them all day. obvious frustration in his eyes as he looks down at me softly trailing his orbs until they furrow at my arm, "You were hospitalized?"

The look of sincerity made me blush, "Uh, yes didn't feel too good, but where is she?"

"She is alright pétalo de rosa she is under security as we speak, you are free to go and see her anytime."

"She is isn-"

He shakes his head catching on to my sentence, "I had her get checked and not a scratch, she was out I believe when it all happened."

My eyes protrude from my sockets, "How did you -"

"I was the first one called to the sight, I needed to see if she was alright so I sent out a search for her, she was out grocery shopping when it happened."

Exhilaratingly I breathed to the statement, fresh tears blurring my vision. "Thank you." I croaked, emotions flaring all throughout my body and I am ready to crumble. This was it, the warning. Cameron's henchmen.

A calloused palm slithers down my arm, through my damped eyes I can see the detective, "I told you I would protect you until the end." he says to me, not one but many times now he was true to his words, this one sealed the deal.

My arms fling around his neck, his lips come down to my shoulder, my nose on his chest, "thank you" I sobbed.

In no way could I ever repay him, yes my mother and I don't see eye to eye and yes I have the future plans of sealing her in a nursing home and turn the key to ashes. But as of now I am overfilled with gratitude, continuously sobbing into his shoulder, squeezing him tighter with his arms locked around my waist.

"lets get inside." I hear in the background, the soft tone of voice reminding me to pull away and tend to matter. They went too far; Cameron went too far but a part of me expected it.

Detectives suit jacket was damped with tears as I we pull away from each other, my glossed eyes now into his eyes sternly with a new perspective.

Scuff sounds of footsteps hit the ground aside us, Tanika, Alex and Jim glancing at us with hard expressions, their eyes said it all analyzing the scene, lost in my gratitude I thought without thinking, embracing another man.

My worries have only just begun. Silhouetted against the car was Rowan, not visible enough for me to see his eyes but I felt the flames.

Well, I'm pregnant now so I'm safe, right?

A thick awkward tension looming around us, natures cold breath blowing at us as we stood there. Everyone's eyes shifting between the two men.

One with the darkness swirling around his aura, and another with little to no regards, a ghost of a smirk on his face looking back at the silhouetted figure.

"Uh, how about we go inside." Alex thankfully suggests, voice a mere whisper out in the opening. Her attempts to defuse the tension fumbles until both her and Tanika step towards the detective.

Each palm hooked around his back nudging him forwards. One problem walking away, Jim sending me hard eyes and a tight smile before he follows behind leaving me with the real danger.

The air in my lungs release, prepping my racing nerves, his eyes are still penetrating my nape.

"Rowan baby I - OH!"

I surprise myself meeting his chest, my belly brushing against his hard frame. The jolt almost knocks me back until strong arms slither around me. My breaths broken as I shudder out the shock.

Anger plain in his orbs, It's amazing how my fear of the ocean is defined by the looks of his eyes alone. One minute I could swim with no worries, than the next I am reminded It wasn't the water, but what lurks within. Kind of like his demeanor now. "Jane," he breathes, a hand slithers from my back, moving its way to my stomach, calloused fingers gently circling around the belly button.

"Let's behave tonight ok my love?" gentle, his tone was just gentle. But a darker innuendo was hidden. He raised a clean cut brow when I didn't respond, gravelly I swallow before vigorously nodding.

A smirk stretches on his lips and with that he plants a kiss on my neck. Fuck I know he is being serious but my goodness this is making me wet, I licked my lips trying to not fold in his arms to the ticklish pleasure when my eyes widened. I gasped, my eyes flying around to the dark windows. No one around us within the mile, frankly I don't even think he would care.

"Uh Rowan?" I fight to speak as his hands slither in between my legs, slipping right through my folds. I sharply winced to his cold fingers.

"I am a man my darling, I'm not ashamed to admit there are things I have wanted to do to you since I have met you." His fingers dig deeper into me the liquid oozed from me like a faucet.

"Disappoint me tonight my darling and -"

The rest of the words are inaudible as he whispered the rest of them into my ear softly, my lips part listening to my punishment. For sure I won't be walking, a ball builds in my gut and somehow I convulsed to his words, all over his fingers.

Rowan pulls away from me, his eyes look down to my expression before pulling out his fingers to look at the mess I made of him. "I take it I made myself clear?"

It was in this moment I forgot how to speak, think or react properly, too stunned to speak. flabbergasted as I looked into rowans eyes, the sweet man that saved me from the lion all those years ago and helped nurse and protect me up until now will be the same man is the same man that just promised all those words.

A euphoric sensation travels through my body tingling the deepest nerves. My mouth waters looking at him. Those mouth, lips and eyes, had it been someone else looking outside the box even they would have been fooled by his charms. I'm reminded of that day at the mansion, now I know his kinks.

Delicious.

Tauntingly he stuffs the fingers back into his mouth, eyes never leaving mine before he crashed them down onto mine, I moaned to the feel of his lips and the taste of me, I can feel my nipples igniting and I didn't care anymore where we stood, but I tense up recalling about the matters that were still needing to tend to.

As sweet as those threats were i cant use sex as to cover up what's really going on. After tonight on my mothers home I don't what the tomorrow is going to look like, knowing a bunch of billionaire's are coming after me, those crooked cops and I have to soon break the news to Jim his wife is an evil cunt.

Just when I found out i am going to have a baby with the man I love, my guardian angel told me to kiss ass.

Rowans chin rests on the top of my head, my nose on his chest sucking in his cologne on top of his natural coconut scent, the rapid thumps of his heartbeat as he hugs my body. "I remember there was a time Jane, where I was so in distress. I went days without food."

His chest rumbles to his deep voice, I lay my head on his chest as he went on. "My energy levels slowly dissolved over time, shattered to pieces."

My brows furrow to his statements, "What?" I mumble.

I feel his head nod above me, long fingers digging through my hair gently grazing the scalp. "That time period of my life was dark, gloomy and sad, despite my favorite festivities all I wanted to do was lay in the bed where you were last.

I still struggle to understand where this was going, gently lifting my head to look up to him with stern eyes.

His hand move up to my cheek, encircling his thumb. "Anywhere you were last is where i wanted to be, whatever you touched last I had to have. I just couldn't be without you."

My eyes glossening, I was starting to understand the meaning of it.

"Now that I have come to America, I read that this behavior to many woman is called stalking?"

I huff a laugh and a tear glides down with the blink.

"But the woman of my village were telling me that this pain in my chest, was called a heartbreak."

A breath escapes my lungs.

"I was shattered when you left me, a hollow corpse with no soul or organs."

That's a bit creepy, but aww.

"But when I found you again Jane, I felt alive. There is not a dream or wish that can compare to having you as mine. My only wish is still the same, the same thing I asked you the night of the flower beds."

Mentally I cringed, you mean the day he let me walk around society with his semen running down my face? just when I wanted to forget.

"Focus Jane."

"Sorry."

"I meant every word that day."

His forehead coming down softly to mine, strands of his silky hair falling to my eyes as he sighs, "Let me stand by you."