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my
children,” he added teasingly. “Go get cleaned up. I’m going to
have the steaks done in about five minutes.” He studied the
startled look she sent him and shrugged. “Ok, so maybe ten. Just
make it quick. I’m starving.”

Chapter Five
    Chelsey was in a daze as she headed
into her bathroom on autopilot in response to the order to clean
up, running on instinct while her mind scurried around in a
confused jumble. Several moments passed when she reached the
bathroom before she realized she was merely standing in the middle
of the room, staring into space. Prompted by the feel of a slime
trail traveling down one thigh, she looked down and discovered she
was still wearing her skirt—and her bra. No blouse and no
panties.
    She hiked her skirt, staring at the
semen snaking its way down her thigh, imagining thousands, maybe
millions of squigglies swimming around in frantic circles,
searching for the egg. Straightening abruptly, she let go of her
skirt, her eyes widening in sudden alarm.
    How long, she wondered, since she’d
used birth control?
    Years. She discovered she
couldn’t actually remember. She’d never had to remember! Lawrence had gotten
a vasectomy as soon he’d discovered she was pregnant. He’d been
furious that she’d ‘gotten herself pregnant’ to start with without
consulting him. Having a baby at that point in time wasn’t on his
agenda. He’d begun pestering her to get an abortion the moment he
found out, but she’d still had a spine then. She’d flatly refused,
told him to take a hike if he couldn’t deal with it.
    She didn’t know what had made him more
furious, the fact that she’d refused a direct order or that she’d
made it clear she thought she could get along without him. He’d
stopped pestering her to get an abortion. In fact, he’d made a
complete about face and begun to brag to everybody they knew as if
it had been his idea to start with.
    He’d gotten the vasectomy, though, to
make sure her ovaries didn’t interfere with his plans again. She
was actually surprised he hadn’t insisted that she get her tubes
tied, but maybe he’d figured that was the way to keep her on the
straight and narrow? He’d been fixed so she didn’t need birth
control and if she got it he’d know why.
    She’d grown so comfortable with the
thought that she couldn’t get pregnant it hadn’t occurred to her
once since the divorce that she was only safe if Lawrence screwed
her. Actually, truthfully, she hadn’t even thought that much …
because she hadn’t been considering having sex with anybody because
she hadn’t considered any kind of relationship with a man at
all.
    Garryk was teasing, of course. She
knew that. It had just come as such a shock to realize she was at
risk for that even if she didn’t have to worry about catching
anything horrible.
    She was too old to get
pregnant!
    Well, not too old to get that way but
too old to want to, especially when Larry had turned against
her!
    She needed to get her hands on some
kind of contraceptive. Clearly Garryk had no intention of using
anything and she was too mindless once he got her juices flowing to
think.
    Shaking her head, she shimmied out of
her skirt and moved to the lavatory to wash up. Was there really
any point in dashing down to get something, she wondered? Wasn’t it
a case, at this point, of slamming the barn door when the
cows—sperm—had already escaped?
    Unless he actually was serious about
hanging around a while?
    She considered that, but as much as
she would’ve liked to believe it, she realized she really didn’t.
There were too many reasons for it not to work and too few that it
might.
    In all honesty, she couldn’t think of
but one, single, solitary reason for him to hang around even a
little while. He’d had a crush on her when he was a kid. She hadn’t
thought so at the time. She hadn’t even taken his lustful glances
too seriously. True, they’d made her think all sorts of things she
shouldn’t have, but