#Chapter6
Melody sat in the back of the car, next to a pleased Timothy. Could it be the most perfect name? Maybe. He could have been named Christian and had a room for wild, forbidden sex.
She blushed just thinking about that sitting next to the most sensual man she’d ever seen in her life.
/"Are you all right? You look red,/" he was worried, maybe thinking something was wrong with her because of the baby.
Oh, Greek God, if he knew he got me like this. He was thinking about the baby she was carrying in her womb, about her safety and security, it was more than anyone she knew had ever done, including her parents. She found out when she was a month pregnant, she didn’t know how to tell her parents, and all the more reason she might have had, considering that they had reacted in the same way she had calculated. She knew them, she had made the right decision by delaying the news, so they had not been able to force her to terminate her pregnancy.