The Unexpected Crush, Book Two (An Alpha Billionaire In Love BBW Romance)

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sex?”
    “Yes,” I assured her — perhaps a little too vehemently.
    “Okay,” she said as she scribbled more notes. “And how well did you know your partner?”
    “Not very,” I admitted. “I mean… he is a coworker — of sorts. He wasn’t a complete stranger. He works for the hospital so he’s probably been tested recently.”
    “Did you ask him about STIs?”
    “No. I…” I didn’t really know how to tell her that I’d freaked out and ran away as soon as I’d realized what we had done.
    “It’s okay,” she assured me. “We’re just going to draw some blood and run tests for STIs. Because this was such a recent occurrence, there is a chance you could test negative for infections you may have contracted, as you probably know, so we’ll need to see you back here in a few weeks for follow up tests, regardless of your test results today.”
    “Okay,” I nodded.
    “And, according to your chart, you are not on any birth control, correct?”
    “Yes, that’s correct,” I answered, still staring at my hands ashamedly.
    “Well, then Dr. James should talk about your options for unwanted pregnancy as well.”
    I nodded.
    “You do know that at your weight, the Morning After Pill is really only about twenty percent effective.”
    “What?” My head shooting up to meet her gaze.
    “The doctor can prescribe the pill to you, but your BMI is a little high for the pill to be fully effective.”
    “What are my other options?” I asked, trying not to panic.
    “Well,” she began, “the best course of action for now is to wait and see if you are pregnant. When was your last period?”
    “About a week and a half ago,” I replied.
    “And are you pretty regular?”
    I nodded again, unable to find words. I did know about the Morning After Pill, from my Ob/Gyn rotation back in med school, but I’d completely forgotten all about it.
    “It will be a few weeks until a pregnancy would show up on a test,” she answered. “My advice to you is to wait until after your period is scheduled to start, then take a test. Pregnancy tests can be very inconclusive until about a week after your missed period. Even if you don’t miss your period, you should still get tested at that time. Often, periods occur in the first trimester of a pregnancy, so you want to be sure. At that point, all we can do is talk about your options.”
    I smiled and thanked her, even though none of this was new information. I knew I wasn’t thinking straight. The doctor came in to see me after that, though she simply repeated the exact same information the nurse had just explained. I then waited patiently for a lab technician to arrive and draw my blood. I had yet to eat breakfast, and between having blood drawn and the revelations of the morning, I was feeling pretty queasy by the time I left the doctor’s office. Thankfully, today was my scheduled day off, so I was able to head home and crawl back into bed.
    Curling up in my comforter, I finally allowed the tears to fall freely down my face. I felt like such a failure. The worst part of the entire scenario — at least in my opinion — was that the man I’d had unprotected sex with was such a manipulative asshole.
    And even knowing full well that Donahue wasn’t worth my time or energy, and I had made the worse mistake of my life in allowing myself to have unprotected sex with him — I couldn’t stop thinking about the man. From the first moment I saw him smile, the night he overheard me in the bar, I had not been able to stop thinking about him.
    I barely noticed that my tears had dried as I absentmindedly slipped one hand beneath the elastic of my sweatpants. I was already wet, just thinking about him — even in a negative light, so I slowly circled my throbbing clit as I fantasized about the man in question: his pale grey eyes that seemed to peer inside my soul; the cocky attitude and smug grin, which always suggested that he knew exactly what I was thinking when I looked at him;

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