Isaac's POV
When I heard Celeste call for me, I didn't think it was important. I knew she was hungry so I informed her that her mother would be up with food. When I heard my name again, it had a more urgent tone. I rushed into the bathroom.
"I think it's happening. I feel like I'm on fire. What do I do?" Already? It hasn't even been two hours since it started. I gave her the only two options she had. I wasn't expecting the option she chose. I was still worried about having s*x after her ordeal. Most men probably wouldn't care, but I do. I don't want Celeste to rush into becoming pregnant to try and make up for our loss. It won't help.
"F*ck me in the shower." She didn't think too hard.
"Celeste?" I had to be sure she knew what it meant if we went through with having s*x. The odds are m
