Bear My Babies

Chapter 11

Melissa threw the door open when Thomas knocked on it a little too hard. She cringed as it banged into the wall. She was a little nervous. Casually, she tried to lean out and grab it to pull it back to her.

“Hi, come in. I just need to grab my overnight bag.” She’d packed everything she needed to get ready after the deed was done.

“Okay,” he said to her, rubbing the back of his neck.

He walked into her living room and knocked over a vase, catching it before it shattered on the floor. Melissa walked into her room thinking maybe she wasn’t the only one nervous about tonight. The two of them had decided after they tried for the first time, they would go and meet each other’s parents.

It seemed like a great idea, but now she was kind of wishing they were just staying in the hotel. He was going to stay overnight and she was going to go back to her house. That way it didn’t look like they’d just rented the room for s*x; she wasn’t sure why she cared because that was exactly what they’d done.

They got into the car without saying much to each other. She couldn’t tell if he was nervous too, but he was a little quieter than usual. They checked in and walked to the room together. It was such a strange situation for Melissa that she really wasn’t sure how to act. Once they were in the hotel room, she went straight to the bathroom and laid out all her things. She was dawdling. It was now or never. She needed to pull on her big girl panties and just get it done. Or should she say take her big girl panties off? Now she knew she was really nervous, making stupid jokes was her way of coping.

With a deep breath, she came out of the bathroom dressed in a pair of leggings and a large shirt. She didn’t know how clinical he was going to want to make this. And she didn’t want to be embarrassed by wearing something overly s*xual, although her panties and bra were a light green set that matched, just in case.

When she packed the clothes she was going to wear, she was going to go for something more fitting, but the thought of him comparing her to Hilary had her grabbing the baggiest shirt she owned.

Thomas’ eyes roamed over her body and he smirked at her. He sat on the edge of the bed in a pair of jeans and t-shirt. There was a bucket with champagne sticking out of it. Melissa’s nerves shot through her. This was really going to happen.

“Are you going to stand there all night?” he asked.

“I don’t know. Are bears that well-endowed that you can reach from here?” She wanted to smack herself on the forehead. What the hell Melissa? she told herself, get it together.

Thomas threw his head back and laughed. Her body tingled from the sound. She liked it when he let loose and laughed. She wasn’t sure how many people got to see this side of Thomas but she liked that she was one of them.

“Sit down, Melissa, I’ll get us some champagne.”

She didn’t move toward the bed until he got off of it and his back was toward her. She ran into the bed and jumped under the covers bringing them up to her chin. He turned around with two full glasses of the bubbly amber liquid and laughed again. She was annoyed that he seemed to be so in control.

She knew he was nervous when he picked her up from her apartment, but now he was laughing like it was no big deal. She wanted to throw him off his game. In a bold move, she tugged off her leggings and threw them at his face. He wasn’t able to protect himself because his hands were full. He shook his head dislodging her leggings from his face. He looked down at the ground and his eyes widened when he realized what she threw at him. Thomas crawled onto the bed, not getting under the covers. Melissa went to lean in to him to kiss him. She wanted to get this over with and she figured the faster the better.

Thomas reached over to hand her the glass of champagne and his elbow collided with her nose.

“Owww,” she cried, jumping back and causing him to spill her drink over the comforter.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry.” He rushed to the champagne pail and grabbed some ice, holding it to her face. The melting ice dripped on the already-soaked comforter made her legs instantly chilled.

Melissa climbed out from under the blankets and ripped the comforter off the bed, throwing it on the floor. She leaned over to inspect the other blankets, relieved when she saw that they were dry.

“I leaned into that,” she told him as he came over and stood beside her.

“I’m sorry; let me see it.” Melissa spun around and almost tripped over her feet. Thomas held onto her shoulder so she wouldn’t fall.

She tipped her face down to the floor, hoping to find a hole big enough to jump into. He put his finger under her chin and lifted her face up so he could see her.

“It’s a little red, but I don’t think it is going to bruise.”

“It will be fine,” she whispered, his tone and touch was doing all sorts of things to her body.

She had been thinking about s*x with him all day. Well, since the moment he asked her to be the mother of his child, her body was on overdrive. She hated to admit how much she wanted this.

“This isn’t going very well, isn’t it?” He laughed and pulled her down on the bed before sitting next to her looking down at his hands.

It was a vulnerable look for him and she softened a bit more. She had been thinking about how awkward this was for her and really didn’t think too much about him.

She wondered if he was having such a hard time because he was with Hilary and he felt like he was cheating. She instantly scratched that off the list. He didn’t have to ask her to be the mother, she gave him the option of asking someone else. The fact that he declined that offer, even with the possibility of having Hilary, melted her fractured heart. She may not have him as the man in her life, but he would always be there for her and the baby.