look at him, so she rolled herself into a tiny ball and cried into her pillow uncontrollably. She wondered what she was doing here, how she could be having a baby with a man she barely knew. A controlling man who had given her everything she wanted, but what about the baby? What kind of father does someone like that make? What kind of person does something like this? Questions swirled in her head that just made her cry harder as she pondered of the peculiar arrangement she was bringing a child into and what it would do. His domineering behavior and demanding sexual appetite turned Leah on immensely, that kind of thing always had. But this wasn’t about her anymore, her lust, her happiness. There was another life inside her that she had to think about. She couldn’t believe what she’d done.
Adam climbed into bed beside her and tentatively wrapped his arm around her waist. She couldn’t help but flip over to nuzzle into his chest as he stroked her hair. He didn’t say anything for a while, just held her there until she finally stopped crying.
“Are you alright?” He cupped her chin and brought her face up to his, wiping the tears off of her face.
“I’m not sure,” she answered as she reluctantly looked into his dark eyes. His brow was furrowed and his face was filled with concern and uncertainty. When he behaved so tenderly it was easy to forget how strange this relationship was.
“The doctor said everything is fine.” He pressed his lips against her forehead as she started to whimper again and a tear ran down her cheek. “Shhh,” he calmed her, rocking her back and forth. “I don’t understand why you are so upset. This is a happy day.”
“This isn’t right!” She collapsed against his chest, sobbing.
“What?”
“This!” Leah pushed herself back from him. “Us!” He looked at her stunned from across the bed.
“I don’t understand.” She was expecting him to get angry, but instead he just looked lost, even hurt. His sad eyes made her start crying again and he reached out to soothe her, but she refused him.
“What kind of way is this to raise a child?” Leah clutched her stomach. “You ordering me around like you do. How do you think a child will understand that?”
He didn’t answer, a grave look crossing his face. Adam sat up on the edge of the bed, his back towards her. “The child will be fine.” She started crying again and his back stiffened, but he didn’t turn around.
“How would you feel if you watched your father order your mother around like a slave?” The last word struck her and she started crying harder. He turned and looked at her with angry eyes, but as soon as he saw her quivering face, they softened. “Are you going to be like this with the children too?”
His face flinched and he let out a sad sigh while his gaze dropped to the bed. “I hadn’t thought about it that way.” He laid back down and gently moved towards her, his face apologetic. She closed the distance between them, reaching out to stroke his hair.
“I can’t let you treat them the way you treat me.” His eyes closed and he moved his face closer to hers, putting his hand on her stomach. “I wouldn’t be a good mother.”
“You’ve never complained about how I treat you before.” His voice sounded sad and distant.
“I didn’t mind until just now.” She pulled his head into her chest and he wrapped his arms around her waist. “I know that you like it. And you know that I like it, too.” She waited for him to answer, but he lay there silently in her arms, stroking her hair. “It can’t just be about sex anymore, Adam. We’re going to be parents.”
He looked up at her with those sad eyes, but a smile crossed his face as he reached for her stomach. “You’re right.” Scooting down the bed, he lifted her dress and started kissing her belly lightly. Leah’s body relaxed with his touch and she realized that she was actually quite tired. “We’ll figure something out.” She