Filthy Secret

Reaching over, I turned on the lamp sitting on top of the nightstand. When I looked at what he was holding, a laugh bubbled from somewhere inside of me. “Seriously?”

“Take the test, Hadley.” He thrust the box holding our future, into my hands.

“When did you buy this?” I asked him, rising from the bed.

“A few months ago.” The way he answered my question was almost like he was implying that it was no big deal. Which it wasn’t. Not when we were getting married later today anyway. But something told me that he knew more about the fact that I could possibly be pregnant, than he was letting on.

“Why would you buy this a few months ago? I told you I didn’t want kids right away and that I wanted to spend a little bit being husband and wife first.”

“Oh, Hadley.” He chuckled. “You really don’t know me at all, do you?” I swallowed hard, unsure as to what he meant by that.

Logan closed the distance between us and took my hand. He led me to the bathroom, flicked on the light and pointed to the toilet. “Take the test because I can promise you, you won’t like it if I have to make you.” “You can’t be serious,” I grumbled but still did as I was told.

“Oh, but I am.” Logan leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms under his chest. “We get married tomorrow.” He looked at his watch. “Actually, we get married today. And I want kids.” He nodded toward me.

“Take the damn test.”

After peeing on the small stick, I tossed it on the counter. “Happy?” He closed the distance between us, grabbing my jaw in a rough move. “I’m about to be but I do suggest laying off the fucking attitude.”

“I feel like you’re trapping me,” I whispered, staring up at the man I loved but would probably remain curious about for the rest of my life.

“I would never trap you, Hadley.” His voice took on a softer tone. One I hadn’t heard from him in quite a while. “I want kids. I want you. I want you to be the mother of those kids. Marrying me means you will want for nothing. This waiting to have kids bullshit doesn’t even make sense. You know I will always provide for you. You haven’t even worked since the day I proposed.”

I got a case of the flu, which ended up turning into strep throat, an ear infection and a whole bunch of other shit that put me off of work for a while. Logan had been nothing but sweet and promised to take care of me and my bills. I moved in with him after he made that promise.

“You know I love you right?” he asked, tilting my head back. “You know I would do anything for you.”

“I know all of that but something isn’t sitting right with me.”

Logan pulled away and grabbed the test. His eyes dropped to it before flicking to mine. “This is right.” When he held it out in front of him, I saw two tiny pink lines staring back at me.

“How?” I asked, my hand dropping to my stomach. “I took my pills.” “You did. And others too.”

I shook my head. “What the hell does that mean?”

“Those antibiotics you were on. I kept you on them longer than needed.” He shrugged like it was no big deal and that he didn’t just admit to drugging me.

I stared at him. “How? Why? Why would you do something like that?” I asked, my head suddenly feeling light.

“You look a little flushed.” He cupped my shoulders, moving me to the toilet and sat me down on the seat. “Deep breaths, baby.”

“You forced me to get pregnant.” Even though the words had come out of my own mouth, my voice didn’t sound like me. How could he? How could he make this decision for me?

“I did no such thing. I just gave you a boost so to speak.”

A laugh bubbled from somewhere deep inside of me. “I can’t believe this. The man I’m going to spend the rest of my life with, is forcing me to have his baby before I’m ready.”

“Is anyone ever ready to have a baby?”

“I can’t believe you did this.” Even though I said those words, somewhere deep down inside of me did believe it. Logan wasn’t like any other man I had ever been with. While he had been nothing but sweet and gentle, there was a part of him that he didn’t reveal often. I had never seen it before. Not until now. But I could always sense that it was there.

“Really?” He tilted his head. “I love you, Hadley. Obsessed might be the better word. I want you to have my baby. I want to spend our lives together. I want you. All of you.”

“You could have asked me, Logan. Instead of doing this.” I thrust my arms out. “This isn’t right.”

“Would you have said yes if I asked?”

“Well, I guess we’ll never know, now will we?”

A dark shadow passed over his face. “Careful.”

I ignored the threat in his tone and rose from the toilet seat. Making my way out of the bathroom, a part of me was surprised that Logan let me leave. Whenever we fought, he made me speak my thoughts and feelings. It often annoyed the shit out of me, but I got it. I hated fighting with him, but this went far past just being a fight. “Hadley.”

I turned, finding him leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest. That stance was lethal.

“How did you manage to slip me those meds without me noticing?”

“I crushed them up and put them in your food whenever you weren’t looking.” He shrugged again.

“What do you want from me?” I asked him, my voice soft and unsure. It wasn’t as firm as I would have liked, although I wished it was.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I want you. I want you to be my wife and the mother of my children.”

“You haven’t given me much of a choice here, Logan.” I tossed the pregnancy test in the trash, washed my hands, and let out a shuddered

breath. “I wish you would have come to me first.”

He stepped up behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders. “You would have fought me. You would have told me that you weren’t ready.”

“But that was my choice.” Our eyes locked in the reflection of the mirror. “Now you took that away from me.”

Logan ran his hands through my hair before fisting it tight and tugged my head back. A sharp gasp left me, my body heating at the rough hold.

“I’m done explaining myself.” He leaned down, scraping his teeth up the length of my throat. “I love you. That’s all that matters.”

As much as what he did wasn’t right, I had to admit that a part of me was a little turned on that he took it that far. That he took control and gave me little in return.

“You like this.”

My eyes snapped to his. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“Your cheeks are flushed, and your pupils are dilated. You like the fact that I forced your pregnancy.”

I looked away, attempting to pull my head from his rough grip.

“No.” He cupped my jaw. “You will look at me.”

“Logan.”

He lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me softly. It had been the softest kiss he had ever given me. It promised so many things, none of them I was sure about but one thing I did know for certain. I loved him. Even him and all of his dark and controlling ways. He was mine and I was his. He satisfied this need, this burning desire in me for that darkness in him. He was all that I needed.

Cupping my stomach, I let out a slow breath.

Logan leaned his forehead against mine. “We did it.”

I laughed lightly. “It seems like you did it, Logan.”

“No.” He pinched my chin, tilting my head back to meet his mouth. “If you were really bothered by my ways, you would have left me a long time ago.” He stared at me. “But you aren’t. Are you?”

I opened my mouth to respond but snapped it shut. “No. I guess I’m not.”

He smirked, giving me one final kiss before stepping away from me.

“Didn’t think so.”

“What now?” I asked, staring after him as he walked away from me.

“Now we get married and spend the rest of our lives together.” He looked at me over his shoulder. “That’s all that matters now.”

LOGAN

PRESENT

“I can’t believe we’re married.” Hadley sighed, staring at her wedding set. “I also can’t believe I’m pregnant.” She sat forward, pulling away from me.

We were sitting in the tub at the hotel we were spending the night in. Bubbles popped around us but all I could focus on was her. My wife and the mother of my unborn baby.

The wedding had been small but perfect. After seeing how stressed she was from planning a big ceremony with my mom and sister, I put my foot down and had the plans changed in a matter of twenty-four hours. The ceremony turned into a small and intimate one and I couldn’t have asked for a better day.

Now we were finally alone, and I made a mental note to spend as much time where it was just her and I. Especially before the baby came.

I thought back to a few days ago when we had found out she was pregnant. A part of me was surprised she had taken it so well, especially after finding out that I had more of a hand in it besides giving her my sperm.

But I knew. She needed decisions made for her. Not always. But most times. And I would always be there to help her and give her that little nudge she needed.

“I love you, Hadley.” I kissed her bare shoulder. “More than I could ever tell you.” Truth was, it went past it just being love. I was obsessed with her. Beyond obsessed in fact.

The hairs on the back of my neck tingled. I looked up, finding beautiful dark eyes staring back at me. I didn’t know who she was but what I did know was that she would be mine. No matter what I had to do and how I had to do it, I would marry her.

Before I met Hadley, I never believed in love at first sight but now I did. Although, in my case, it was more like obsession at first sight. Either way, it worked.

She was mine.

We were married.

And she was pregnant with my baby.

All she needed was a little push.

THE END