The father of my baby

- Can I ask you something?

- Yes, of course. - I turned to face him.

- You never spoke to your mother again?

I thought about the right words before answering.

- It's complicated, Colle. We never had a good relationship, and after I found out that I was pregnant with Nicholas, things got complicated.

- I think it's a mother thing. - Colle pinched the tip of his nose.

- No, it wasn't, Colle. She could try to understand me. She didn't even try. My mother didn't like me, she never loved me.

- I think you should try calling her. It's been years.

- There's really no chance of this happening. - I smiled down. - We never got along, I don't think that has changed. If not, the least she would have done would have been to get in touch.

- If I had my mother, I would want to hug her and have her with me. She was kind and loving. She made mistakes, like every human being, but I certainly loved her even though I know that part of what I went through was because of her indifference and my father's attitudes.

- You don't know what I went through," I said, irritated. - I had no one.

All right, let's forget about it. - He began to smooth my arms up and down

up and down my arms.

- All right, but I think I'll take advantage of the fact that we're talking about the past. I have to tell you...first, uh, I don't even know how to say this, but I come from a wealthy family, influential people...I know it doesn't matter to you...but I thought it was important that you know.

--- I won't say I didn't suspect. --- He clears his throat. --- You have a manner of speaking and acting that clearly shows your roots. What else do I need to know about this part of your life? This is a good moment to clarify this part of our life that is still unknown to each of us.

I think for a few minutes before continuing. - Well, I think you deserve to know who Nicholas's father is.

- Hey, baby, I'd really rather not know...I know it sounds strange, but honestly...I think it would be safer for him.

I held his gaze for a few more moments and said. - On second thought, I think it would be even better.

I ran my hand over his bare chest, over each scar; one in particular, near his chest, caught my attention.

- You must have been through hell.

- It's not as bad as it seems.

- It looks pretty bad.

Colle held my hand, which was still caressing his scars.

- What was all this? Missions?

- Mostly. Saving people from captivity, children, people with too much money, celebrities.

money, celebrities.

I sighed deeply.

- And was it worth it? To risk so much? To almost lose your life? Were there no other professions?

- If you are worried that I still do that, the answer is no. Not anymore. My last mission was a long time ago. Today I live only with the profit of the company, it is enough for me to live very well, my children, my grandchildren, my great-grandchildren, and who knows the next generations....

- You stopped after, well after they took you away?

He was quiet for a while, to the point that I thought he would no longer answer. I guess it's a subject he didn't like to talk about.

- I am sorry. I shouldn't have talked about it.

- It's all right. It's not my favorite subject on earth, but there's no harm in asking. Yes, it was, I stopped after the kidnapping.

It must have been hard for you.

- I got over it.

- Have you ever killed someone?

The question took Colle by surprise, I felt it when he stirred uncomfortably.

- When did you become so curious? - He let out a playful smile. - I've done things I'm not proud of. I think that should be answer enough for today. - He returned the harshness to his tone.

- Yes it is," I answered. - For today.

- Baby, your birthday is in two months, how about a party?

- I don't know. I'm not much of a party girl.

- What if we called your friends? I know you miss them! And it would do you good to celebrate with the ones you like.

- Really? I'd love to! - I screamed hysterically.

- Yes, of course! Why not? We can arrange for them to stay here!

- Oh, I'd love to! Thank you, thank you, thank you... - I kissed your lips lightly and threw my leg over your hip.

- You'd better stop throwing yourself at me, I'm getting hard again.

I laughed.

- But you're so good that I could do this all day long!

- Oh, baby, you're playing with fire! Careful you don't get burned!

I came up to his ear, biting his lobe and whispering, "I'd love to get burned.

Ethan turned me quickly, and leaned over me, his arms around my head. He took me in a sweet kiss and we made love one more time before bed.