Ariana opened her eyes to the sight of one large masculine hand engulfing her smaller one, both tucked close to her face. Hard muscle and powerful strength warmed her back and tangled with her limbs as steady breaths caressed the bare skin of her shoulder.
The heavy arm thrown over her side tightened, alerting her that Raph was awoke. Turning to face him, she was struck by the intimacy of their heads sharing a pillow as he late-morning sun spilled across the bed.
Looking at his perfect face, she said, "Good morning".
Raph surprised her by kissing the hell of her. "This is my way of saying good morning and its just the beginning "
"But its just a night of enjoyment which should be over by now. I should be leaving right now."
"No",he said firmly
"What?"
"It's not over yet. You kinda special and I love your company. We can make it an arrangement for few weeks until l leave for London."
"This is because a girl never told you that before and you are always the first to", I said with irritation.
As if sensing that, he said, "You know what, let me make use of the bathroom and we talk it out after, deal?"
I agreed with hesitation. Raph went into the bathroom while I dressed up waiting for him. I could hear the rush of water from the shower. I don't like the thought of talking about this and it'll be better if I leave now and we never cross paths again. I'm not the type of woman who indulged in one nightstand with a man. And this is gonna be the first and the last.
I left before he finished having his bath, only putting a note down stated:
I'm sorry, I had to leave.
It's just a one nightstand.
We should forget it and
let's move on with our lives.
The s*x was really amazing.
Ariana.
The noise from the coffee machine I indicated the coffee was ready. I made my coffee, adding two cubes of sugar and milk exactly the way I like it.
I don't know why I feel guilty for leaving that hotel but I think its better to leave before I get hurt.
"Oh my goodness! We didn't use protection", the thought of getting pregnant for a stranger had me feeling dizzy. I climbed the stairs with a long stride and rushed into my room to check for after-morning pills.
"Thank God, I have it.", I said after seeing the pills inside my drawer. I went downstairs to get water and I used it.
After calming down, I settled in one of the couch in the sitting room. "God, if you make me pass through this, I'll make sure I never do this again.", I prayed before dozing off.
****
Few weeks later
"Darling, are you alright?", my mom asked.
My mom, Mrs Amelia Martinez, an Italian woman, married to my Dad, Oliver Martinez. She's around her late-fifties, average in height, with a long curly hair but not as long as mine. She's a caring and amazing mother. She works in her small catering business.
"Yeah, I'll be in few minutes.", I shouted from the bathroom. I washed my hands and face. I picked a small towel to clean my hands and face.
I always woke up by the feeling of nausea, also feeling dizzy and sick since the beginning of this week. I think I'm about to come down with a flu.
When I got out of my bathroom into my room, my mom was sitting on my bed waiting for me in my room.
"Hey, come and sit here", she said as she patted the space next to her on my bed.
I sat down on my bed, my mom placed her hand on my head to check my temperature as usual.
That's how my mom does whenever I'm sick.
"How are you feeling?", she asked.
"I'm just feeling sick and dizzy. And I was feeling nauseous before I used the bathroom.", I said, wrapping my arms around her like I always did whenever I'm sick.
Well, you can it childish.
"When last do you have your menstrual?" I was so shocked at the word "menstrual". I haven't had my period for months now which I assumed was as a result of the irregular periods I have once in a while.
"I'm not sure, but it should be last two months." Immediately I said that, I realized I might be pregnant and I started crying uncontrollably.
Damn hormones!
"Ariana baby, calm down.", she tried to calm me down which was fruitless.
After a while, I calmed down and my mom tucked me into bed and when I wanted to protest, she said; "You should get rest and you need to quit your job because you won't want to vomit regularly at the smell of coffee in front of customers."
"But mom, how will I be able to support myself and the baby?", I asked.
"What about the father? You should tell him"
"I don't know where he lives, we met in a party and he only told me his name; Raph and nothing more", a sob was heard from my mouth unconsciously.
"Ariana, calm down. There's always a way. You can work in my shop where you can rest when you are tired. And I'll pay for your services until you are able to find a better job", my mom assured.
"Thanks, Mom. I love you.", I said.
"I love you too", she said after kissing my forehead.
"I'll talk with your Dad, I'm sure he'll be a little upset but I'll make him understand that it's not your fault.", she said.
"Thank you once again, Mom.", I said as I pressed down another sob about to escaped.
"I'll get you crackers and tea for breakfast", she said and left the room afterwards.
God Almighty, though I might not be a churchgoer, I believe you will make away for me and my baby. I don't even know how I'll get Ralph's contact and what will I tell him when I get to call him. I don't even know who exactly is Raph. Lord guide me through this whole s**t.