Chapter 5 Bun in the Oven

"At the rate we're going, we might not get any work done" Alan said lazily, his voice certainly carried the tone of a man who was satisfied and happy. He was happy being with me. The thought made me almost dance in glee.

"And it would be your fault." I giggled, shivering slightly.

Weeks flew by and the relationship between my boss and I became very intimate. More intimate than I'd expected it to be. We'd made love almost everywhere. Turned out the first day had not being enough to quench the flame burning between us, if anything it just got hotter and ate greedily at us, making us give in to every of its whim. A single touch or stare, and we're tearing each other's clothes and sucking our tongues off.

"My fault eh?" He moved closer, his warm body engulfing my very naked one.

"Yes." I giggled again. I was happy. He made me happy.

We were in the office working late again. Soon he stood and pulled me with him, he kissed my nose and it warmed my heart.

"We should get going." He began wearing his clothes.

"Alright." I started dressing myself too. He always drove me home. It made my journey back home easy for me. No need to wait at the bus stop especially when it was so late.

Soon, we were fully dressed and we walked downstairs together, it was quiet and empty. Valerie had called me hours ago when work had ended. I had informed her I was going to be busy with the boss.

Twenty minutes later, he had pulled up in front of my house.

"Good night sir." I was about to get out of the car when he pulled me back.

"Leaving without a good night's kiss?" He quirked his brows up, I smiled and locked lips with him for a while.

"Good night." I waved as he drove away from my place.

Foolish smiles still on my lips, I entered the living room. Everywhere was quiet as usual, I went to check mom in her room, and she was sleeping. The caretaker was gone already. I went into my room, tired and exhausted, my gaze landed on the white and blue kit on my bedside table. I had bought it last week and was yet to use it. I had never been late on my period before but this time, it was delaying. I did not believe I was pregnant because Alan and I have been very careful. On some days, he used protection and other days, he did the pull out method.

"Here goes nothing, Zendaya." I said to myself as I stripped myself and took the kit to the bathroom. I took my bath my first then proceeded to check myself. My hands trembled as I held the blue and white stick in my hand, waiting for the results. The stick fell out of my hands when the second line appeared.

"No. No. No." I paced my bathroom, tears filling my eyes. How could I have let myself be so stupid and careless? How would he react to the news? What if he does not want a child? What if he fires me? Oh no! What do I do? What was I going to do? With shaky hands and blurry eyes, I dialed Valerie.

"Hey Zen." Her sleepy voice sounded through the phone.

"Sorry for disturbing your sleep." I pressed my legs together to keep from hitting against the other, it was just unfortunate that the tremor in my voice could not be helped.

"It's okay. What's up? I called you earlier today, but you did not pick."

"Yes. I...I was busy." I swiped my eyes, trying to keep the tears at bay. I did not know why I called Valerie, this was surely not what I should be disturbing her with but at the moment, I was confused. I did not know what to do. She was the only friend I'd had in ages. Being bullied and naturally quiet were the fastest way to not have friends or lose them if you had.

"What's wrong? Your voice is shaky."

"I don't know." A sob broke out of me and I covered my mouth so I would not disturb my mom. Moreover, I did not want to bother her with this.

"Tell me what's wrong, Zen." There was a short pause, followed by a startled gasp. "Oh my God, did he sack you?"

"What? Who? No. No, he didn't." I sniffled, quickly clearing the air on that assumption.

"What happened then? Did he hurt you? Did you do something bad to him?"

"I'm pregnant." I blurted out before I could stop myself. My hand flew to my mouth, not expecting it to come out of me that way.

"What? How? Who's responsible? You said you don't have a boyfriend? Was it some random dude? A one-night stand? Hell, you don't even have one-night stands since you're always working late with the boss." She sighed. "But how? Who's responsible?"

"We were careful but I don't know how it happened. We just developed feelings for each other, probably because we're always working together and traveling together. I don't know." I threw up a hand in frustration.

There was a heavy pause at the other end of the line. "Zen?"

"Yes?"

"Are you pregnant for the boss?"

"Who else will I be talking about?" I bit my lips, waiting for the admonishment and insult.

But instead she said, "Are you okay?" The concern in her voice humbled me and I cried the more.

"No, I'm not."

"Does he love you?"

"Yes, I think he does."

"Then don't be scared. It was not a onetime thing right?"

"Yes, it wasn't."

"So if he kept having sex with you, it means he's actually into you, and he's rich enough to take care of ten babies without breaking a sweat." She joked.

For her sake, I managed a small laugh. "Ten babies? Good Lord! One at a time is fine by me, Val."

"Yeah. So just be calm. Go talk to him, he might be into all of this. He might even propose something permanent." She encouraged and I felt myself get better.

"I think you're right, Val. I'll talk to him. Thank you for listening. Take care, good night."

"I'm the godmother, just so you know." She laughed and bade me good night.

The call went dead and when I went to bed later on, hope fluttered gently in my chest. Alan had feelings for me else he would not have craved me as he did. He was going to love our child too.