Her Russian Billionaire (A BWWM Russian Oligarch Interracial Romance) by Imani King Read Free Book Online

almost soothed me. But part of me also believed that he was just an asshole.
    All that aside, a few days ago, things had finally come to a head, and I made the biggest mistake of my entire life.
    I’d gotten slightly buzzed and gone to Makarov’s office late in the evening, having decided to tell the cocksure jackass off. Instead, I’d ended up having wild, passionate sex with him on top of the desk in his office. Even worse, we had done it without a condom. The memory of those actions was very nearly enough to bring me to tears as I waited to see a doctor.
    “Michelle Carter,” called a nurse, breaking me out of my thoughts. As if in a haze, I followed the nurse back towards the examination room.
    “Is this your first time seeing Dr. James?” she asked with a smile as she checked my weight and my blood pressure.
    “Yes,” I replied. “I’m new in town. I’ve only been here for a just over a month.”
    “Welcome,” she chirped with a smile, making notes on her clipboard. “What brings you to town?”
    “I’m an intern here at Miami General,” I replied, though I was a bit ashamed to divulge that fact when I was about to admit to having unprotected sex. I was supposed to be somebody who knew better.
    “And what brings you in today?” she asked, as if reading my mind. “It says in your chart that you’ve already had a check-up this year.”
    “Yeah…” I started. I looked down at my nails, holding back tears as I continued. “I had unprotected sex the other night.”
    “Oh,” replied the nurse, though she didn’t let her smile falter. “Then it’s a good thing you’re here. Is this your first time having unprotected sex?”
    “Yes,” I assured her—perhaps a little too vehemently.
    “Okay,” she said as she scribbled more notes. “And how well did you know your partner?”
    “Not very,” I admitted. “I mean… he is a coworker—of sorts. He wasn’t a complete stranger. He works for the hospital so he’s probably been tested recently.”
    “Did you ask him about STIs?”
    “No. I…” I didn’t really know how to tell her that I’d freaked out and ran away as soon as I’d realized what we had done.
    “It’s okay,” she assured me. “We’re just going to draw some blood and run tests for STIs. Because this was such a recent occurrence, there is a chance you could test negative for infections you may have contracted, as you probably know, so we’ll need to see you back here in a few weeks for follow up tests, regardless of your test results today.”
    “Okay,” I nodded.
    “And, according to your chart, you are not on any birth control, correct?”
    “Yes, that’s correct,” I answered, still staring at my hands ashamedly.
    “Well, then Dr. James should talk about your options for unwanted pregnancy as well.”
    I nodded.
    “You do know that at your weight, the Morning After Pill is really only about twenty percent effective.”
    “What?” My head shooting up to meet her gaze.
    “The doctor can prescribe the pill to you, but your BMI is a little high for the pill to be fully effective.”
    “What are my other options?” I asked, trying not to panic.
    “Well,” she began, “the best course of action for now is to wait and see if you are pregnant. When was your last period?”
    “About a week and a half ago,” I replied.
    “And are you pretty regular?”
    I nodded again, unable to find words. I did know about the Morning After Pill, from my Ob/Gyn rotation back in med school, but I’d completely forgotten all about it.
    “It will be a few weeks until a pregnancy would show up on a test,” she answered. “My advice to you is to wait until after your period is scheduled to start, then take a test. Pregnancy tests can be very inconclusive until about a week after your missed period. Even if you don’t miss your period, you should still get tested at that time. Often, periods occur in the first trimester of a pregnancy, so you want to be sure. At that point,