15 comments/ 61877 views/ 73 favorites A New Living Situation Ch. 01 By: rocketgirl2011 This story is purely fantasy. It has realistic elements, but I am aware that it is a very unlikely scenario. I just enjoyed the idea. It also switched POV which I know is a no-no, but, oh well. Hope you like it! Email me!!! Rocketgirl2011 (Formerly Blackgirl23) * I met Alana in a bar one night. She and I were the only women alone at the salsa lesson. She was tall, blonde, thin, and really pretty. I was shocked by how nice she was. That was how we became best friends. She was fun to be around and always had really nice clothes to give me that she claimed she just didn't need. I was dazzled by her lifestyle as I was employed by the city school district. I know teaching is noble, but damn, it pays nothing. Especially with all the debt I have. Growing up with a single mom, she just didn't always have enough to help me out the way my friend's parents did. I was even more dazzled by the fact that Alana thought I was fun to hang out with. It was six months into our friendship that we stood at one of the divey/cool bars on the Westside. Alana had forced me to change from my jeans and cute tank with flats, into a short black dress. She was wearing an even shorter, silver, strapless dress. I teetered in her heels as she ordered us two double vodka tonics. "Alana, a double here is pretty pricey," I whispered remembering my checking account only had $100.00. "No worries Bell, we won't be paying," she winked at me and swung her long blond hair over her shoulder. I caught sight of myself in the mirror behind the bar. My long, curly black hair hung around my brown shoulders. The dress swung low showing the cleavage Alana had created by pushing up my boobs. I knew I was pretty, but I just wasn't LA pretty. "Who's paying?" I smirked. "Well, Bell, look," she turned to face me, "Remember when you asked me..." She was cut off when a good-looking man moved up close beside her and whispered something I didn't catch. Alana laughed and swung around to hug the stranger. I checked him out. He was tall and looked similar to that guy from Grey's Anatomy...no joke. Of course Alana would date guys that resembled celebrities. Once Alana released him from her tanned arms, he looked up at me, his eyes were appraising, serious. "A new girl," he smiled. For the first time I got a creepy feeling, like he wasn't Alana's handsome boyfriend meeting us for drinks. "No, Fisher, she's not like that. She's my best friend." "And you brought her along?" He smirked. Alana shrugged, "She's been having some financial troubles lately. I was about to talk to her." "Wait a second, her as in me?" I interrupted their conversation. "I'll leave you, but when this is over come to my table, I have a buddy here that might enjoy meeting your friend." He started to walk away and let a hand linger on Alana's hip. It was clear that he expected her to go home with him tonight. I looked at Alana and gave her my 'what the fuck' face. "Ok, look, I was trying to tell you this. It's just, I didn't want you to judge me and then hate me, because you are the best friend I have made since I left home a few years ago. I really value your friendship." I noticed that Alana's eyes were starting to tear up. Whatever she was going to tell me was serious. It had to do with that guy and what he had said. Something about a new girl... "You know how I always have nice stuff and you always say I must make great money as an accountant?" And then she had said I wasn't like that. "Well, I'm not an accountant Bell. I'm an escort." "You're a hooker." I said at the same time. "Escort," she stuck her chin out in defiance of my words. "Sorry, escort." I nodded. "Don't judge me," she pointed playfully in my face. "I'm not," I laughed. "You kept talking about how sleeping on your cousin's couch was sucking and how you just couldn't get it together for an apartment. So, I thought I'd try to help you out." "Help me out how?" "That guy, Fisher, he's the kind of clients I have. He's youngish, loaded and he doesn't want to fuck the girls he knows because then they'd think he'd marry them or you know what something from him." "So he'd rather pay for it and be sure there's no commitment?" "Yep. Plus, no one knows that I'm a call girl, they think I'm an actress, so he can take me to parties and stuff." "How do they not know? Aren't there others?" "Nope. Just Fisher. He pays for me to be just his. It's sort of a new craze in Hollywood. Monogamous Paid Escorts." I laughed, "Sounds more like mistresses." Alana shook her head, "No. It's different. There's no emotion. He's hired me to look good on his arm and fuck him, that's it." I blinked. This was kind of crazy. Could Alana really be a prostitute? Her best friend. The girl who felt more like a sister to her? How had she not known? The awesome apartment, the newish silver Audi. "Anyway, he has a friend. This guy, I think his name is Eric or something. Eric has a beautiful home in the hills. He has a pool and everything and guess what? He's looking for someone to rent a room." "What does this have to do with me?" I cut my eyes at my friend. "Well, I showed him a photo of you on my phone and he said you could have the room." "Have it? A room in the home of some stranger?" "Well, the thing is. You'd have to you know, fuck him." Alana's eyes met mine. "What?" I hissed. Alana straightened, "Look, you said your cousin's house was unbearable. That she made you keep your cat outside! Eric said you could have a house cat. No utilities. It's free!" I opened my mouth to interject and then really thought about what she was saying. Was I really considering this? Me? Imagine if the parents at my school new? Was this legal? Living with my cousin Gina sucked. She was pretty well off but acted like I was the cause of all her problems even though it had been her idea to move in with her to save money. Worst of all, Gina made me keep my cat Thomas outside when Thomas had never spent a night of his life outside. "How do you know them?" She could tell I was curious, "I knew a girl who knew a guy. It just sort of happened like this. We both got tested first and he volunteered a background check. I think it's easier than dating." She smirked. "Seriously?" I was stunned. Part of me was saying do it, its just sex. The other part of me was thinking you'd be a whore. I thought of poor Thomas cuddled next to the front door all night. "Seriously. I need to go over." She stood and pulled her dress down slightly, "You in?" I bit my lip, "I'm in," I whispered. I blinked twice before I believed that guy sitting next to Fisher had seen my photo and wanted me to sleep with him. He was handsome in a real genuine way. He almost looked too handsome to be real, but then you saw a flicker of something normal about him. He looked my way and our eyes met. I felt a tingle and couldn't help but feel turned on by the fact that he was appraising me for my worth. I averted my eyes. I always had a hard time with eye contact, and the way he was looking at me made it feel even more difficult. Alana swung her lithe body to sit beside Fisher who barely glanced at her as she cuddled into him staring blanking ahead. It was almost like they were acting in roles and badly. I sat beside Eric and looked down at the table. "Hey," his voice was low and a little nervous. "Hi, Bella," I smiled and looked up at him briefly. "Alex," he smiled down at me. I smirked, "Oh, my friend got your name wrong. I thought it was Eric." I laughed a little and he smiled back at me. "Did your friend also tell you what I want?" He cut right to the point. I felt my skin grow hot. "Um, yes, she did." "I have a few other details. I want us both tested as soon as possible for everything. We each get a copy of the results. I also want you to give me a list of things you will do in bed and any specifics you will not do. If all of that turns out right, you can move in." "With my cat?" "Of course. I love cats, just don't have time for one." "Okay." It was like someone else had taken over my body. "Oh and we need to fuck four times a month." I nodded. I felt his hand rub up my dress. His fingers found my slit instantly and he leaned in as if to whisper in my ear. "How about a down payment?" I gasped as his fingers found my clit. He rubbed slowly and I forced myself to remove his wrist. "No wonder you have to pay for it." I whispered back as I stood up. I stopped a waitress filled out my name and number on a napkin shoved it at him. "I'll go to my doctor tomorrow. Call me." I stomped out of the room and went to find a cab. Alex watched her leave. Her round ass moved as she walked toward the exit. He felt his cock get harder. When Fisher's girl had shown him the girl on her phone he had had the same reaction. She had smooth chocolate skin, super curly black hair, and beautiful doe eyes. Her smile was eye catching. Alana swiped to another photo of her and her friend in bikinis at the beach. Her body was slender, but she wasn't skinny. Her breasts were small and her hips flared just slightly. She wasn't the typical girl he dated, but this wasn't a date. This was fucking. This was a way for him to be sure that he would never want for sex. This was a fantasy. He had never fucked a black chick before, but had thought about it. Especially the first time he saw that Beyonce video. It had been Fisher's idea, but he had jumped on board eagerly. He saw how perfect Alana was and how nice it was for Fisher to have a girl to fuck who didn't bother him about dates. Alex never thought he'd be the kind of guy to pay for it, but he wasn't really paying her. The little show she just put on was cute. It made him anticipate her move in date. A New Living Situation Ch. 02 "When you're down packing, come downstairs to my room." It was definitely a command, I thought as I put the last of my clothes away. The place was awesome. It was a three bedroom house with a pool and a Jacuzzi. My room had an armoire. I'd always wanted one of those. I smirked and ran a hand through Thomas's black fur. He lay on his side and closed his eyes. He had taken rather easily to his surroundings. He always had, lazy bum. I took a deep breath and composed myself. In my mind I was pretending it was a free place to live, but I had to get real about what I was to do. I walked downstairs and knocked on the partially open door. He didn't say anything, so I walked in slowly. "Alex?" I called softly. "Boo," He covered my eyes from behind and rubbed himself against me. I gasped and then smirked. "Funny," I turned to face him and he let his hands wander to my waist. He wore nothing but a pair of black briefs. His body was toned but not muscular. His shoulders were the most powerful part of him. I could tell he exercised. "I like dresses." He pulled my jean clad hips toward him. "What's your size?" I tipped my chin up. "Funny." He smiled and leaned his face down to mine. His kiss started out soft and then he began to press his lips into mine. His lips were sort of thin, but he made up for it with how he used his tongue. I felt like he was showing me how he was going to fuck me in a few minutes. His tongue plunged into my mouth swirling with my own. I wanted to show him I knew how to play to and I quickly sucked his tongue into my mouth. He sighed in surprise and I opened my eyes. He stared back at me as his hands found my ass and pulled me against him. He pulled his mouth away from mine for a moment to pull the tank top over my head. His eyes fell to my bright pink bra. He looked back up into my eyes and reached around to unfasten it. He threw it off, his eyes never leaving my tits. He reached out and took a nipple between his fingers. I moaned. My nipples have always been sensitive. He leaned forward and replaced his fingers with his tongue. I leaned into him. He pulled me closer as if to get my entire tit in his mouth. His other hand unfastened my jeans and pulled them down quickly along with my panties. "God," he moaned against my skin. I felt his fingers find my slit and he pushed between and rubbed my clit. I sighed. "I can't wait to figure out how to make you scream," He whispered as he lifted his head to kiss my neck. I moaned. I loved dirty talk, but I was too shy to do it. "Do you want me to make you cum pretty girl?" He pushed a finger inside of me. I moaned in response and he put another finger inside me. I gasped. "Hmm?" He used his other hand to push my ass down. "Yes," I whispered. "Tell me." "I want to cum." His thumb found my clit again and my legs shook. I never came with guys. I didn't want him to get his hopes up. "Say it." "Alex make me cum." With those words he pulled down hard on his fingers. His thumb pressed into my clit and at the same time his mouth found my nipple again. Oh my god. I felt the rush, the tingle and I moaned hard. As I came down he continued to stroke me and licked my nipple. He moaned a little and it turned me on to think he was getting off on me getting off. He removed his fingers and I sighed. He kissed me again and a small smile formed on his lips. "I've never done that before." I breathed out. "What?" He looked confused. I shook my head, "I mean, I've never cum from a guy doing something to me." I felt embarrassed saying it. Alex smiled and his blue eyes twinkled. He rubbed the back of his hands over my breasts, stomach and hips. "My turn," he kissed her again, "and I think you deserve a little spanking for teasing me that first time we met." He turned me around quickly. I put my hands out to catch myself on his bed. I smiled as he rubbed his hands over my ass. He grabbed my hair softly and pulled my face up to see my expression. "I knew you'd like it." He smirked. His hand came down hard on my ass and the first thing I thought was, damn, that was loud. His hand came down again before I registered the sting. He spanked me a few more times and then seemed to be satisfied. "Ok baby." "Mmm." I moaned back at him as his fingers pushed inside me from behind. He continued to rub my ass as he fingered me. I pushed back into his hand and felt him reach even deeper inside me. "Shit Bella, you are sexy," he leaned down and removed his fingers. I felt his tongue enter me and I gasped. It felt so fucking amazing. He licked me up and down and then he focused on pushing his tongue inside me. He fucked me with his tongue while I writhed on the bed. "Oh, Alex, I'm so close, oh," I moaned. Instead of increasing his rhythm, he stopped and stood up. I heard the condom wrapper open and then I felt him at my entrance. He was hard and when he pushed inside me I realized he was thick. He pushed all the way inside me and then held my ass to him. He began to fuck me hard. I felt my pussy tingle from hearing the smacking sounds of his thighs hitting my ass. "Oh fuck Bell." He reached his hand around my body and found my clit. He began to stroke it. My whole body started to shake and I let my upper body fall all the way on the bed. "That's right, let go. Fuck baby." I felt his body pump into my harder. I knew he was getting close. "Cum Alex. Cum inside me." I gasped turning my head. He used his hand to pull my hair to help me hold my gaze on his. "Oh, fuck, I'm cumming. I'm cumming," He pulled me to him hard; "I'm cumming." Alex fell forward onto of me. I liked feeling his weight on top of. "Shit." He breathed. "What?" "That was awesome. This is going to be fun." I couldn't help but agree. A New Living Situation Ch. 03 I usually got home from work around 6:30. I breezed in and swept a hand over my cat, Thomas. I had been living with Alex for two weeks now and we had fallen into a routine of fucking every night. The agreement had been once a week, but when he asked me to come to his room each night, I went. That night Alana had invited me to a party thrown by some of Fisher's friends. At first I had resisted thinking they all knew about Alex and my arrangement, but Alana had promised Alex and Fisher only told guys who also had a similar situation. I was excited to get out of the house and party a little. It had been a long week. I took a quick nap and then showered. I decided to wear a pair of dark denim shorts and a silver top with heels. It was summer and hot, so I figured it would be okay to wear shorts. Alex worked long hours and usually didn't make it home until after 8. I would be gone by then. I fed Thomas and headed to meet Alana at her place. The party was not too far from Alana's so we decided we could walk it, an unusual choice in LA. We had a couple of drinks at her place and she played with my makeup and hair. By the time we strolled up to the gate, my hair was bone straight and hung well past my shoulders. I never wore it straight. It was sort of my little way of bucking the system. Why shouldn't I wear my hair natural? But, Alana had convinced me that just once wouldn't make me a traitor to the cause. She had also lent me a pair of her heels that she said made me dressier. They were cute, but hard to walk in. Alana knocked at the door. A tall strong looking Latino guy opened the door. "Hey, Alana, come in," I realized that Fisher had introduced Alana around. I started to wonder if there was more to their relationship than they let on. We walked into the beautiful home. There was a crowd of people, but it wasn't too crazy. Mostly an older crowd, 30-40s. "I'm going to find Fisher. Grab a drink." Alana touched my back in a parting motion. I headed to the bar and asked the guy behind it for a double vodka tonic. I stood sipping my drink, trying to look like I was having fun. "Hi," a deep voice said behind me. I turned to find a tall dark haired guy behind me. He had very tan skin and light brown eyes. He was wearing a dark suit and his tie was slightly loose around his neck. "Hi." I smiled. "Rick," he extended a hand. "Bella," I took his hand. "Pretty name." "Thanks." "How do you know Tommy?" "I don't." "Crashing?" "No. I'm Alana's friend. She's Fisher's friend." "Oh yeah, I know Fisher a little." I nodded. "Having fun?" He leaned against the bar crossing his arms. "Just got here." "Dance?" I turned to really look at Rick. He was cute. I liked his confidence. I nodded and took his hand as he led me to the makeshift dance floor. We had a great time and when I was ready to walk home, he offered me a ride. It crossed my mind only for a second that I he would take me to Alex's home. When he pulled up, he asked quietly for my number. I punched it into his cell and as I went to get out, he put a restraining hand on my thigh. "Hold up," he leaned toward me and let his lips brush mine softly. I smiled and made my way into the house. I came in as quietly as possible. I saw Alex's car in the drive, so I knew he was home. I started to walk up the stairs when his voice stopped me. "Have fun?" He asked from the TV room. I froze. Then I made my way into the room. He was sitting watching a movie. Thomas lay across his lap. He stroked the cat idly. "Yep." I stood unsure at the entry way. It wasn't that I didn't want to have sex, just not with Alex, not tonight. "Come here," he demanded. "Actually, Alex, I'm sort of tired and I have to go to the gym early..." "Come here," he repeated. I started to walk away from him. I reached the stairs when I felt his hand hot on my arm. He spun me around. "Don't walk away." His voice was deep. His eyes didn't sparkle like usual. "What's wrong with you? The agreement was 4 times a month." He seemed to flinch when I mentioned our deal. He stroked my arm. "Right, sorry. Long day you know," the sparkle returned to his eyes and he let go of me. "It's okay," I shifted uncomfortably. "How'd you get home? Saw your car..." He brushed a hand through his hair. "Um, a friend." "A friend?" He shook his head as if confused. "I didn't know you knew Rick Allen. I work with him." He looked up and caught my eye. "I met him at the party, he offered me a ride." "You can't date my friends." He said it in an even tone that betrayed his temper. "I didn't know he was your friend. But I also didn't know I couldn't date while I lived here." "Just not my friends," he lied. "Fine." I stood awkwardly, "Night." That night I dreamed I was kissing Rick. It felt so real. His lips on mine, his hard body pressed against me. I gasped when his fingers touched my pussy. My eyes flew open. It wasn't my imagination, someone was touching me. I opened my mouth to protest and a moan just came out. "Rick," I sighed. The hand on my pussy froze. The body on top of me looked up and I met Alex's eyes. I didn't know what to do, or say. I squirmed beneath him. "You think he can fuck you better?" He said as he kissed me. Not the reaction I expected. Anger or sadness, but lust? Then he looked in my eyes and I saw it. There it was anger. His hand was on my pussy again, but this time his fingers surged into me. I gasped against his mouth as his fingers began to fuck me. "I couldn't wait till tomorrow Bell." I felt his fingers so deep inside me. He pushed inside me hard. He sat up on his knees and focused his attention on finger fucking me as hard as possible. I moaned and gasped as I reached up to touch my nipples. He had stripped me bare while I slept. "Come on pretty girl," he caught my eye and smiled. "Oh, Alex," He sighed when I spoke his name and he leaned down so he could suck my clit in his mouth. It felt like he was trying to prove to me that he was a better lover than my imaginary Rick. He sat up, "Tell me you want to cum." "I want to cum," I complied. "Say it again and say my name." "Alex, I want to cum, please Alex." I panted. He growled and his mouth returned to my clit. He licked it furiously and continued to pump his fingers inside me. I felt the familiar feeling as I began to cum. "Oh shit, I'm cumming Alex." I cried as I came hard on his hand. He sat up and before I could get my bearings, he was inside me. He pushed deep into and pumped me slowly. I felt like he was filling me up completely. "Oh god," I moaned as he continued his assault on my pussy. "Feel good?" he asked. I nodded. He grabbed my ass and held me closer to him so he could get inside me deeper. I cried out. It was too much. "Alex, wait," I tried to push his hips back, but he pushed forward. He grabbed my wrists and held them above my head. He began to pound into me. I had no choice but to lay there and take him. He fucked me hard and when he started to speed up, I knew he would cum soon. He came hard inside me. I moaned with him and almost cried out when he pulled out of me. I flinched a little as he pushed his head back inside me just a little and laugh. "Tell me I fuck you best," he looked down at me. "Is that part of the deal?" I bit my bottom lip. He moaned a little. Like he wanted to hurt me but was holding himself back. "Yes," he said it in a clipped tone. "You fuck me best," I said robotically. "You," he wrapped his hand around my neck and nuzzled his face to it. "What?" "I want to own you." A weird thing to say to a black girl. I wasn't sure how to answer. He let go of my neck and kissed me softly on the mouth before getting out of my bed and walking out the bedroom door. A New Living Situation Ch. 04 Rick and I had dinner twice before Alex found out. I don't know why I did it. Rick called the day after our meeting and asked me out. We had a good time and he was fun. I knew that I was risking my comfortable place in Alex's home, but I really felt he wouldn't find out. I came home later than usual one night after stopping by Alana's to use her complex gym. I was wearing yoga pants and a tight purple tank top with a sports bra built in. My curly mop of hair was on top of my head and my chocolate skin glistened from my work out. Thomas greeted me at the door and I grabbed a bottle of water on my way to my shower. I didn't see Alex's car in the garage so I knew he wasn't home. Things between us had been fine. We were no longer having sex every night, I had put my foot down and we were down to once a week as agreed. I stripped my sticky clothes off quickly and jumped into the hot shower. I loved my showers hot. My last boyfriend had always made me turn down the heat before he got in. I soaked my whole body and let the water fall over my head. The showers in Alex's house were all amazing. I started to soap my body when I heard the voice in the hall. "Bella," his voice struck me because it was deeper than usual. "Showering," I called back. He stormed into the bathroom. His eyes were focused on my naked form. "Fuck Alex, I'm showering," I crossed an arm over my breasts. "Was I not clear when I told you you could not date my friends?" He swung open the shower door. "It was clear, but I, look, he asked me out." I trailed off knowing I sounded pathetic. I shouldn't have gone out with Rick. "He asked you out? That's your excuse?" He began undoing his tie and taking off his clothes. "I know it sucks, but...what are you doing?" Alex had taken off all of his clothes and was stepping into the shower with me. He reached for my waist and I could see the menace in his eyes. "We've already had our weekly." I don't know why I said it. Part of me wanted to see if I could push him further. I shouldn't have. "So the fuck what?" He kissed me hard. He spun me around in the water so that my hands were against the wall and my ass was pushed out. "You want to let Rick do this to you Bell?" He pushed his fingers inside me. I gasped at the sensation. "Alex, stop," I knew this needed to stop. We had an arrangement he was taking this somewhere else, emotional. "Stop?" he raised his voice as he fingered me harder. "Yes!" I yelled out as his fingers ground into my pussy. "I'm going to remind you how good I make you feel Bella." He used his other hand to grip my ass. I could hear him breathing hard and hissing a little as he fucked me with his fingers. "Alex, please, please," "Please what Bell?" He pushed against me and I could feel his hard cock on my ass. "You think Rick could get you this wet," He straightened his fingers and shoved them in and out of me fast. I felt my legs get weak and tried to escape him. Alex let go of my ass and pushed my back toward the wall. "Stay fucking still." "Alex, this..." "Shut the fuck up Bella," He let his hand come down my front and rub my clit. I didn't want to cum. I didn't want him to know how he did indeed make me feel good. He pushed his lips to my ear and began talking to me. "I'm fingering your little pussy Bell, pushing my fingers in you. I want you cum all over my hand baby. I'm punishing this pussy. You think Rick can fuck you like this huh?" He added another finger for emphasis and I screamed. "No," I whispered. He thrust in and out of me fast and hard. I felt myself coming apart as my legs shook like crazy. "Say my name," He kissed my neck hard. I fought his control. I tried to keep my body from going over the edge. He began to spin his fingers around inside me. I moaned low in my throat. "Say my fucking name or I will really punish this pussy," he threatened. I moaned and closed my eyes. He growled and pushed me into a sitting position on the shower bench. He spread my legs and dove into my pussy with his tongue, never taking his eyes off mine. I tried to squirm away, but he held my waist down. He groaned into my pussy and let his tongue slide inside me. I used my hands to push his head away from me, and he bit down on my clit. I cried out and released his head. He laved my clit with his tongue pushing me closer and closer. "You're going to cum in my mouth. I'm going to taste your sweet pussy. It's mine. Tell me its mine. Say my name." He sucked my clit hard and tongued it. I felt my head explode as I called out his name over and over. When his name crossed my lips I felt him sigh against me. He licked me clean and then reached back to turn off the shower. He stared at me. I was slumped against the wall and had my legs pressed together. I didn't know if I was pissed or thankful. "Bella, you're right, this has changed." "No shit," I covered my breasts with my arm. "Don't," he went to move my arm. I sighed. "Please don't leave," he said it low. "How can I stay?" "You have nowhere to go." I was embarrassed that he said it and more embarrassed that it was true. I stood on shaky legs and walked past him to get my towel. I wrapped it around me unsure of what to say to him. I could feel him moving to get his clothes off the floor. I walked out of the bathroom and sat on my bed. How did I feel about Alex really? Alex paused across from me, and then walked out of the room and back to his bedroom. A New Living Situation Ch. 05 It had been two months since I'd moved out of Alex's house. We were meeting at the park to "talk," his idea. I moved out the day after the incident in the shower. I stayed with Alana for a week and then miraculously a coworker was renting out a guest house. I was proud of myself. I was independent. I thought of that time with Alex as a blip on my radar. "Bella," Alana came up behind me in my kitchen. "Hi babe," I kissed her check. She flipped her blonde hair and let her hand slide to my slightly protruding belly. "Hi baby," she cooed. "Alana, please," I sat down and rolled my eyes at her. I had only just found out I was pregnant, two and a half months along. I decided to keep it. Not because of a love for Alex or marriage, but because it was my kid. I was even a little excited to finally have my own family. Alana was equally happy and we had begun looking for a 2 bedroom apartment to share. The pregnancy had really brought us closer. The only point of contention had been my decision to not tell Alex. Alana felt it was wrong. I had to threaten her life to keep her from telling Fischer, plus I had to avoid him at all times. "So, I found a couple of good places..." my cell rang cutting her off. I grabbed my phone holding up a finger to Alana to pause. The number was unknown, "Hello?" "Bella, it's Alex." I paused. I hadn't heard his voice in months. "I was hoping we could meet up and talk. I've been thinking of you and I...well...I just want to talk." "Um, ok." I shut my eyes, God damn, what was wrong with me. "Hey," he came up behind me. "Hi there," I uncrossed my arms unsure of how to greet him. He extended his hand, and I gave him mine. He held it gently and smiled softly at me. He looked good. He hadn't shaved for a week or so and he was scruffy. His blue eyes glistened. "You look great," He released my hand. I brushed a hand over my floral dress and jean vest. My hair was loose around my face. "Thanks." "Want to sit?" he gestured toward a bench. We sat close enough to touch each other, but stayed apart. Alex cleared his throat. I looked him over out of the corner of my eye. He was wearing a dark suit and had obviously come from work. He looked tired. "Working on a Saturday?" I smirked. "Shit, yes," we both laughed. "How's it going?" "It's better, you know. I'm not screwing around like I was before, you know? I'm focusing on what's important," He looked me in my eye. "That's great. I'm glad work is going well," I stressed the word work not liking the double entendre going on. We sat quietly for a moment. It wasn't silent, there was the sound of birds, barking dogs, a kid yelling or crying. The wind picked up a little and I shivered. Alex's hand headed to the back of neck almost automatically. I relaxed into the warmth of his hand for a moment. "I'm sorry," his voice was soft. "For what?" I looked down, afraid to look him in the eye. "For everything," he turned his body to face mine, "for using you, for trying to control you, for paying you, for wanting you, for falling in love with you." I turned to look at him. His eyes searched mine. He looked so sincere, so thoughtful. I felt a flutter below my stomach. I took a quick breath. It felt like butterflies. The baby. Alex rubbed a hand up my arm, "You okay?" "Yes." "Can we try again? I mean neither of us had done something like that before, and obviously sex without love didn't work for either of us." I felt tears start to well up in my eyes. I shut them and hoped when I opened them he would be gone. Stupid. He was still there. "So?" "So what?" I felt hot and uncomfortable. "Can we try again?" "There's something you don't know," I cleared my throat and looked down. "I knew it," he sat back, "You're seeing someone?" I laughed, "No, no, not at all." I hesitated. I turned to look him in the eye. This was so crazy. He smiled a little. "I'm pregnant," I held my breath. Alex sat very still, then he began to nod, "Yeah, yes, I can do that. A baby. Marry me?" I laughed. I laughed at how he was vigorously nodding his head, at how fairy tale-ish this was turning out, and most of all at the flutter in my tummy. Epilogue "I'm going to put him down for a little," I nuzzled my sleeping son, Wyatt, in my arms. I was doing the whole attachment parenting thing and the only moment I had to myself was when he fell asleep and I didn't feel guilty not holding him. He was a very active six months old. Alex came up behind me; he had followed me into the room. "Give me five minutes," he whispered. I giggled, "Two." He kissed my neck and dragged me to the hallway. He kissed me with ferocity, but tenderness, a tenderness that had come after Wyatt. He pulled at my dress and I started to pant as his fingers found me. "God you turn me on so bad," he whispered as he pushed inside me. "Oh, Alex," I gasped. He used his hands to pin me against the wall. I could feel him deep inside me, fucking me. I sighed as he came hard inside me. "I'm sorry babe, it's been so long," He nuzzled my neck. "It's okay, I did say two minutes," I kissed his check. "I love you Bella," he looked me in the eye, still inside me. "I love you too." He pushed inside me. "Again?" I laughed. "Hell yeah." "Waaaaaahhh," Wyatt yelled. "Shit," Alex laughed. He pulled up his pants and ran to Wyatt's side. I watched as he cradled our son in his arms soothing him back to sleep. I smiled to myself. Jeez, I thought, all because I had nowhere to live.