price wasn’t so good though.
I could hear Markus walking outside the dressing room and I opened the door so he could take a peek. His mouth dropped open when he looked at me, and his gaze gave me more confidence. “You like?” I said brazenly, allowing the door to open wider and giving a little spin.
He swallowed as his eyes took in my curves and I knew it was a keeper, but I hesitated, as it was so expensive. Yes, it was a lot, but tips at the pizzeria were good and I would make back the money quickly. Plus, my old bra and panties were so ratty.
I still hadn’t decided when one of the sales clerks walking by made up my mind for me. “That set is fifty percent off today,” she said. “And there are even bigger mark downs on the sale rack.” She pointed to a rack in the corner.
The clerk was right; the sale rack was crammed with bras, panties, pajamas and loungewear at bargain prices. I picked out a soft terry cloth robe they were practically giving away and added it along with the red peek a boo bra and panty set to my pile.
As we left the lingerie store, I felt great about my purchases. We were pretty much shopped out but Markus said he had one more stop to make.
We walked by a jewelry shop, electronics store, sporting goods depot and a few boutiques before he stopped in front of a toy store.
“I need to get Zach something … something nice like I promised. I’m going to put it in his lunch box and send it back to him. I’ll tuck in the money we owe Susan also.”
As Markus went up and down the aisles looking for the perfect gift for Zachary, I strolled near the front looking at the toys there.
It brought back a feeling of nostalgia to see toys like those I had played with when I was young: building blocks, modeling clay, a hobbyhorse. But something else caught my eye. Right next to the hobbyhorse was a baby doll. I read the box, “True to Life Newborn,” it said, and stared at the doll. She did look real, with soft, tiny hands and feet, a small pink, puckered mouth, and a cuddly, baby body.
I picked her up and cradled her in my arms, smiling as I noticed her lifelike eyes open and close. She looked so sweet, swaddled in her tiny blanket. Something was bothering me as I looked down at the doll, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.
“Kristen, I found just the right toy for Zach!” Markus yelled, walking towards me while waving a shiny, red fire truck in his beefy hands.
I looked down at the doll and then back at Markus, and down again. That queasy feeling in my stomach that I’d been experiencing over the past week came back again, and a shocking thought hit me like a bolt of lightning.
Was I pregnant?
The sexy love story continues in
CRAVING THE ALPHA: PART FOUR
I could hear Markus walking outside the dressing room and I opened the door so he could take a peek. His mouth dropped open when he looked at me, and his gaze gave me more confidence. “You like?” I said brazenly, allowing the door to open wider and giving a little spin.
He swallowed as his eyes took in my curves and I knew it was a keeper, but I hesitated, as it was so expensive. Yes, it was a lot, but tips at the pizzeria were good and I would make back the money quickly. Plus, my old bra and panties were so ratty.
I still hadn’t decided when one of the sales clerks walking by made up my mind for me. “That set is fifty percent off today,” she said. “And there are even bigger mark downs on the sale rack.” She pointed to a rack in the corner.
The clerk was right; the sale rack was crammed with bras, panties, pajamas and loungewear at bargain prices. I picked out a soft terry cloth robe they were practically giving away and added it along with the red peek a boo bra and panty set to my pile.
As we left the lingerie store, I felt great about my purchases. We were pretty much shopped out but Markus said he had one more stop to make.
We walked by a jewelry shop, electronics store, sporting goods depot and a few boutiques before he stopped in front of a toy store.
“I need to get Zach something … something nice like I promised. I’m going to put it in his lunch box and send it back to him. I’ll tuck in the money we owe Susan also.”
As Markus went up and down the aisles looking for the perfect gift for Zachary, I strolled near the front looking at the toys there.
It brought back a feeling of nostalgia to see toys like those I had played with when I was young: building blocks, modeling clay, a hobbyhorse. But something else caught my eye. Right next to the hobbyhorse was a baby doll. I read the box, “True to Life Newborn,” it said, and stared at the doll. She did look real, with soft, tiny hands and feet, a small pink, puckered mouth, and a cuddly, baby body.
I picked her up and cradled her in my arms, smiling as I noticed her lifelike eyes open and close. She looked so sweet, swaddled in her tiny blanket. Something was bothering me as I looked down at the doll, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.
“Kristen, I found just the right toy for Zach!” Markus yelled, walking towards me while waving a shiny, red fire truck in his beefy hands.
I looked down at the doll and then back at Markus, and down again. That queasy feeling in my stomach that I’d been experiencing over the past week came back again, and a shocking thought hit me like a bolt of lightning.
Was I pregnant?
The sexy love story continues in
CRAVING THE ALPHA: PART FOUR
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