Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Nova stares at me, her pretty features solemn.
“Are you trying to scare me, Daddy?”
“No, absolutely not,” I say in a deep voice. “I just want you to be aware.”
“Well, I am aware,” Nova says. “I’m doing everything I can to put myself into a good position given the political climate. In fact, that’s what I’m doing at this very moment! But I’ve actually thought about it a little,” she adds in a slow voice, with a glance at me from beneath her lashes. “There’s been so much news on that front, that I think every woman’s been doing some deep thinking. I’ve come to a conclusion.”
I nod, my expression calm even as my heart thumps like a drum.
“What is it, sweetheart? Feel free to share.”
Nova takes a deep breath, her big breasts rising, before glancing at me from beneath her lashes.
“Well, if I get pregnant, I think I want to keep the baby. I know I’m young, but it feels right to me because I want to be a mother. It doesn’t matter what the Supreme Court is doing, or what people say is right, godly, or just. Being a mommy is a gift, and I’ll make it work somehow.”
My heart leaps as another vision of Nova surges to the fore of my mind, this time with the blonde woman cradling an infant in her arms as she nurses the child. Her expression is serene and beatific. Her golden hair is a halo around her head, and my cock begins to stiffen as my balls grow heavy with seed again. Holy shit, I’d love to put that baby in this beautiful angel. I’d love to push into my stepdaughter’s creamy innocence and –
“Daddy?” Nova confused voice interrupts. “Hello, Earth to Hunter. Are you still here with me?”
I startle back to the present, the vision disappearing in a snap.
“Yeah, I’m sorry, honey,” I growl, shifting uncomfortably in my seat. “I apologize for probing like that, but I just want to make sure you’ve thought everything through. But it’s clear that you’re an intelligent, thoughtful young woman, and you’ve done all the legwork. Here, I have some birth control pills on hand. You can have them.”
I begin to fumble in my desk drawer as Nova nods.
“I’m not a child anymore, Daddy. Like I said, I’m eighteen,” she says in a soft voice.
I nod, still rummaging around, hiding the shaking of my hands.
“Yes, I know,” I say in a husky voice before reappearing with a packet of pills in my fist. “Here you go,” I say. “These should do the trick for now. They’re a sample that I got from the manufacturer, and there’s three months worth of pills for you. When you need a refill, just call my office and I’ll call a prescription into the drugstore of your choosing.”
Nova nods thoughtfully, fingering the blister packs in her hand.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she murmurs. But then she bites her lip and looks at me again. “But didn’t you need to do an exam first? I thought that’s why we were here. Because you needed to be at the clinic with all your instruments available.”
She’s right. I’ve summoned my gorgeous stepdaughter to my office on Christmas Day because I had some sordid idea of feeling those soft curves beneath my palms, with her legs in stirrups and those big blue eyes looking at me filled with trust. I was going to be a fucking bastard and basically touch the teenage girl everywhere, using “medical necessity” as my shield.
But now, I can’t. Nova is much more than one of my dalliances. She’s a thousand times sweeter and more innocent than one of my hardened, overly Botoxed dates, and I can’t possibly subject her to my filthy demands. Nova deserves better. She is better. The young woman deserves a real man with honorable intentions, who will treat her like the gentleman. By contrast, I’m a fucking douche with the worst of intentions roiling my gut at this very moment.
“No, it’s fine,” I say in a low voice, averting my eyes. “You’re young and healthy. I’m sure everything’s in working order.”
The gorgeous blonde bites her lip again, her big blue eyes wide.
“Are you sure, Daddy? I don’t want you to lose your medical license or anything.”
“I’m sure,” I say in a low voice before clearing my throat. “Now if you’ll just excuse me, honey, I have a lot to do. It’s been wonderful seeing you.”
Nova stares at me like I’m bonkers because it’s Christmas Day. But I shuffle some papers around on my desk, and then check my phone, and she gets the picture.
“Of course, Daddy,” she murmurs. “It’s been wonderful chatting with you too. Merry Christmas.”
Then, with a hesitant smile, Nova departs and it’s as if sunshine incarnate has left my office. I hear her walk through the reception area before letting herself out, her footsteps light and soft. Then, I’m alone in the artificial lighting of the clinic once more, which is a fucking jail cell without the gorgeous girl’s radiance. I let out an actual groan, the tension in my pants unbearable. How can I be thinking these sordid thoughts? How can I be dreaming of putting a baby in my stepdaughter’s belly, when she deserves so much more?