An Unconventional Love: A Novella

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watching me for a reaction. I was tempted to downplay his skills by being timid, but since I hadn’t eaten before I came - nerves - I continued digging in, satisfying his need for confirmation that it tasted good. In fact, it was so good that I could feel an orgasm brewing with every additional bite. But that was certainly none of his business.
    Yeah right.
    He is the orgasm business.
    “So, Jasmine. Is this your first baby? Or do you have a few suckers like Rich under your belt?”
    I choked on my food.
    I couldn’t believe this little girl had the nerve to come at me like I was just out here getting my club shot up left and right. Just because I had accidentally left my private section unguarded one time didn’t mean I was just letting any and everybody in.
    Though Rich’s scolding glare was plenty, I wanted to give the little girl a taste of her own medicine for trying to show off. “It’s my first. Kind of like the one you’ll be carrying in the next two...three months according to your walk. I know a freshly-fucked strut when I see one.”
    She gasped, horrified that I had called her out. I had never been one to back down from a fight and I certainly wasn’t gonna start with Rich’s kin. 
    “For you information, I….” Rich held his hand up to stop Rae before things could get even further off track.
    “And that’s the end of that conversation.”
    Rae had her arms crossed over her chest, leaning back in her chair and I stuck my tongue out at her like I was twelve. Though we were having a little cat-spat, I knew it was only because she and I were somewhat alike. How I could find anything in common with a seventeen-year-old was beyond me, but I could already tell the clash was mostly because of our similar personalities.
    We ate in silence for a few moments before Rich broke the ice. “How have you been feeling, Jasmine? Sorry I couldn’t make that last appointment. I got caught up at work.” I was a little disappointed that he didn’t make it to my 3 month check-up considering he was the one that had made such a big deal about being involved in the whole process but I wasn’t in the mood to earn my second strike over it.
    “I’ve been feeling…okay. A little morning sickness but that’s about it.” Mornings had become a whole new battle thanks to baby girl. Half the time, I dreaded waking up because I knew last night’s dinner would be making an appearance in new form before I could even brush my teeth.
    “I read somewhere that you can drink peppermint tea to help with that. I can go make you some if you want.”
    He’s actually been doing research?
    “No, no. I’m fine right now. Thank you though.” I could see Rae’s eyes bouncing back and forth between Rich and I in my peripheral and truth be told, I was just as taken aback as she was.
    He was apologizing for missing the appointment.
    He was offering me advice for my morning sickness.
    He was…
    He doesn’t even know you, Jaz!
    “You sure? It’ll only take a few minutes.”
    “I’m fine, Rich.” My words came out with a made-up edge as I worked to remind myself that nothing about this situation was as peachy-keen as he was making it appear. Though I was carrying his child, I still didn’t feel like he really owed me anything and I certainly wasn’t gonna put myself in a position to have him believing I needed him.
    I could tell Rich didn’t wanna deal with my attitude as he quickly changed the subject, “Well I uh…made some triple-chocolate brownies for dessert. Matter of fact, why don’t you go grab those out of the kitchen, Rae?”
    “ What ? Why do I have to go?” I watched as Rich gave her “the look”, instantly cutting her off. It was interesting to watch them go from brother and sister to guardian and child in the blink of an eye making me wonder more about their arrangement. She got up, snatching her phone from the table before she headed to the kitchen.
    “So Miss. Jasmine, what did you really think about the

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