Nick Evarie
𝓗𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓼 𝓪𝓰𝓸..
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Nick never meant to get her pregnant, yet he didn't stop the raw sex, not once, not thrice, but at least five times in all of their daily rounds.
It feels too good..he would mumbled, flooding your insides with his molten hot seed, hands gripping 's hips so tight he couldn't breathe. He loved raw sex and it was obvious, until life decided to take a turn. He came home one night, tissues everywhere, the place reeked vomit.
The fuck!?he screamed, catching you mid-way pregnancy test in the bathroom, the green lines lit up as soon as you dried the test with a clothe. Nick's eyes had widened, mouth falling agape in that moment.
No.. no.. no.. fuck no..he breathed, barely able to register the new information cast upon him like a fucking anvil, he stared at .
She'd be swollen.. with MY kid?.. No fucking way.. he had thought, eyes flickering to her bare legs and teary eyes, she was happy, so so happy, she literally ran to him and the fucking idiot freaked out.
He left that night, nine months ago, now seeing pushing a stroller with an after belly walking down the street, made his stomach do fucking flips. no fucking way.. s-she kept it?.. he approached without thinking, his stance furious and also full of longing... C-can we talk?..