His Change of Heart: Unexpected Pregnancy Romance Read Free

looking for a huge pay day, but it all backfired on her big time.”
     
        “Well, that’s really nice to know,” Avery told him with a huge sneer.
       Will came and sat on the bed next to her and took her hand. “Look, Ave, I should have said something to you about the job, but I didn’t. I’m sorry. But given the circumstances, I had very little time, and I’m certain you would have done the exact thing if your career was on the line here.”
     
        “No, I wouldn’t,” Avery shouted at him, pulling her hand away from him, wiping the tears angrily away from her flushed cheeks. “I would have had the decency to run it pass you first before I decide. I would have found the time. We are in a relationship, Will. We are supposed to make certain decisions together, especially when they affect us. I wouldn’t have kept you in the dark about something this important. And I most definitely would not have sprung this on you at the very last minute. So, don’t you dare tell me what I would have done. I’m not you, Will. That’s for sure.”
     
       Avery was sobbing now. Hot tears running uncontrollably down her face, her bare shoulders shaking. She felt like such an idiot for crying, but Will’s sudden announcement had caught her so completely unaware that she didn’t know how else to react to it. She had no idea he was planning on leaving New York, and most definitely without her.
     
        She wasn’t expecting him to announce out of the blue that he was taking a job hundreds of miles away, and they would be apart for god knew how long. She didn’t see any of it coming. He had blindsided her in the worst possible way. Maybe if he had said something to her before, like when he’d found out that he was in the running for the job, she would have had more than enough time to get use to the idea of him not being around anymore, but he didn’t. He had purposely avoided telling her.
     
       So, yes, she was entitled to cry her eyes out if she wanted to. And she hoped Will was feeling just as badly as she was, but she doubted he was. He seemed calm enough, sitting there, looking at her with mild astonishment, as if he was surprised by her reaction. He was certainly displaying enough composure for both of them. And she felt like reaching up and slapping the smug look from his face.
     
      He probably didn’t expect her to lose her cool and started crying, either. He probably thought she would jump into his arms and smothered his handsome face with kisses, tell him how happy she was for him, and send him on his merry way with good wishes to conquer corporate America. But she was far from feeling anything like the supportive girlfriend right now. Her heart was aching. She felt like a jilted lover, someone who had been lied to, dumped, left at the altar.
     
       Will reached over and held her, drawing her close to him so that her head was resting on his chest. She could smell his Calvin Klein cologne and feel the warmth comfort of his body through the cotton shirt he was wearing. And in spite of the seeping anger she was feeling for him, her body responded to his touch in an entirely different way. He has always had that pulsating effect on her. She could never resist him, his touches, his kisses, even when she was mad as hell at him.
     
    And Avery surrendered herself completely to him, giving in to the pleasurable tingling surging through her thighs and the warm sensation rushing through her entire body. For some reason she couldn’t quite understand, she wanted Will. She wanted to feel his touches, his caresses, she wanted him to posses her, all of her like he had never done before. She wanted to feel his hands on her body, making her forget what was going on in the room between them—the tears, the tension, the feeling of abandonment, what he had just said to her about leaving her behind and moving to another city.
     
       And before Avery realized what she was doing, her fingers reached up