Descent (Black Heart Romance presents Heaven & Hell)

Chapter Thirty Six
Calvin
I didn’t get her pregnant on purpose.
Right?
I probably did. I was pretty adamant about not using condoms with her, and I’ve never been one
to have risky sex with random women.
Hallie isn’t random, though. She’s the girl in the red dress whose smile burrowed into my brain
and stayed there, the rare spark amid absolute boredom.
And the woman who continues to think she’ll eventually get away from me, which is a bit
maddening.
Every single time it comes up, the way she talks about us is so temporary.
It’s her own fault, really. I keep warning her that the limit does not exist when the question is,
“What will I do to get what I want?” but she doesn’t seem to be getting it.
Murder, maiming, the creation of human life—whatever it takes to ensure she’s mine.
Besides, I’m eager to see what a little half-me, half-Hallie being will be like. It’s the scientist in
me, I suppose.
Hallie isn’t there yet. She hasn’t accepted it as I have, but then I guess I’ve given it more thought.
Did I peruse her phone calendar and make mental notes about her cycle? Sure. Did I make sure I
fucked her more than once when science indicated she was due to be ovulating? Possibly.
But I’m not God; I can’t know her lovely body is so fertile that the first time I fuck her when
she’s ovulating, she’ll get pregnant.
Anyway, I’m not sorry, and I know she is, but she’ll get over it.
She sobs into my chest like our little miracle is the greatest tragedy of her life, and I hold her
close and pet her hair, waiting for her to tire herself out. Given she emptied the contents of her
stomach, when she runs out of tears, I tell her I’m going to warm up some soup for her and I’ll be right
back.
I texted Chef Ryan to make her a batch as soon as she got sick. I wasn’t sure if it was morning
sickness or illness, but just in case it was the latter, I wanted to make sure she had a healthy supply of
soup in the fridge. This way while I’m at work, Hollis—who probably can’t cook, though I suppose
I’ve never asked—could easily warm up some lunch for her until I could come home to care for her
myself.