CHAPTER EIGHTEENCAIN
DAY THREE
CABIN
Cain stared at the bedroom ceiling and slowly stroked his fingertips up and down Abby’s arm. Her breath gently wafted across his chest as she slept. He was thinking about yesterday. Everything Abby had shown him on the laptop. The numbers, hand signals… the little blonde boy that looked like him…... and babies.
Master had given Abby a drug. So, she couldn’t have babies. Couldn’t have his babies. He was angry at Master for doing that. But he was sad too, sad that Abby didn’t want his babies. After watching about babies on the laptop and listening to Abby explain, he was sure she must be pregnant. After all, they had had s*x and she was his female. And when he had laid his hand on her stomach, he felt happy. And then Abby had told him the truth, and i
