Melia’s Point of View
“We didn’t use protection, Lia.”
He says and I stare at him in shock. My brain feels like it has completely stopped working and it is now buffering like a broken video.
“Lia? Are you okay?”
He asks as he touches my shoulder gently, snapping me back into the moment.
“Are you sure?”
I whisper, my voice hoarse.
“Yes... I am very sure.”
He says quietly, nodding his head.
I swallow hard.
“Like… completely sure?”
“Yes, Melia. I am one hundred percent sure that we didn’t use anything.”
He says and I stare at him again.
“But... how? We...”
I trail off not sure what to say and he sighs, running a hand through his hair.
“Yeah, well… last night wasn’t exactly a moment full of cautious thinking.”
My mouth opens, then closes again.
“Oh my god.”
I mumble, clo
