Free Fresh: A BWWM Secret Billionaire Romance by Alyse Zaftig Page A

had been other things that I did right before I went to sleep.
    The two of us had been having a lot of unprotected sex. A million thoughts marched into my head, thoughts I had never had before. I curled into a little ball. Was that his game? Lure me into bed so that he could knock me up and trap me here forever?
    This was a lovely sojourn, but I did not want to be trapped in this frigid wasteland. I remembered why I was here: to placate my dad. I wasn't hanging around so that I would be a prime candidate for knock up and lock up.
    I got dressed, this time in my own clothes, not his. I felt like I was putting back on my battle armor. I put on makeup. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw a warrior princess. I wasn't going to be tricked into staying. My clothes were not coming off again unless he had a lot of condoms in this house.

Packing
Amelia
    W hen Jimmy came in again , I resisted the urge to brush the snow off of him and greet him with a kiss as I would have only a few hours ago. Instead, I walked downstairs, my arms crossed, ready for a fight.
    "Hey." He smiled at me.
    I only glared.
    "Did something happen? Are you okay?"
    "We haven't used protection."
    He blinked. "Oh. Yeah. We haven't."
    "Do you have any condoms?"
    He looked at me like I was completely off my rocker. "I hadn't had sex before you. No. I don't have condoms."
    I gritted my teeth. "Then we can't have sex anymore."
    He blinked. "What brought this on? Don't you have birth control or anything?"
    "I forgot my pills." I hugged myself. "I forgot to take my pill, and I might be pregnant."
    "You make it sound like a bad thing. If you're pregnant, we'll get married. Would that be so bad? Am I such an ogre?" He ran a hand through his hair.
    I shook my head. "Of course you're not. I'm not staying here, though."
    He knelt on one knee. "I don't have a ring, and the roads won't let me go to Madison to buy you the one that you deserve. You can help me pick it out. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"
    I shook my head. "No."
    A polar vortex passed over his face. "What, I'm good enough to fuck but not good enough to marry? Am I not good enough for you? Is that it?"
    I looked at my feet.
    "That is it, isn't it? I gave you my virginity, but you don't want more from me. I told you, I'm not the kind of guy who sleeps with anybody lightly. You were my first."
    Tears pricked my eyes. I didn't mean to hurt anybody. I was just here for fun, and now it had turned into so much more. I didn’t want to be his wife.
    "Please take me into Madison."
    "The roads are piled high with snow. We're only supposed to drive in an emergency."
    I felt like it was a pretty damn big emergency right now. I said nothing at all. The silence hung uneasily in the air.
    With a last look at me, Jimmy left me in the house. All alone. On my own.
    I wrapped myself in a blanket near the fireplace, and I cried a little bit. The day had started out so well, and now everything was ruined. Why did I have to forget my pill? My gynecologist had offered me a NuvaRing, because I wasn't the best at taking my pill at a regular time, but I thought that it was gross to put my fingers up there. But if I had, I would not be facing the prospect of getting pregnant by a Wisconsin farm-boy.
    Why did he have to propose? It wasn't what I was looking for. Sure, my dad would be over the freaking moon if I had accepted the offer. Monumentally great sex was something, but it was not the foundation of a good marriage, a marriage that would last a lifetime. Out here in the wilderness, where there was no cellphone reception and no Internet and no air conditioning, I could not survive. I might as well be in another country, not the comfortable one in which I had grown up. This area was too foreign for me. Sure, I liked Jimmy a lot. Was I in love with him? Yeah, a little. Was it enough to steal me away from the life that I already had? No. No chance.
    I packed up my clothes. I had not taken a lot out of my suitcase. I