Hardly

“John!” you heard Brooklyn yell from beyond the bathroom door.

You were in the middle of drying yourself off with a towel when her voice interrupted you. Immediately your heart was pounding in your chest from fear that you had been discovered. Then you had to stop and think on which account you had been discovered. The tampered condoms or this morning’s bareback fuck?

Well you had made your bed, now you had to lay in it.

Swallowing hard, your voice cracked as you responded to her, “Yeah?”

“Get out here” Brooklyn demanded.

Unless she was playing some game there was no way this could end well. Wrapping the towel around your waist you stepped outside cautiously and saw a furious Brooklyn Decker waiting for you. She was no longer nude unfortunately, now dressed in a light sundress. Which if your eyes were right, she didn’t have a bra under.

Before you could admire her any further, a hand came across your face as she slapped you hard. “You son of a bitch!” she seethed. Again, you had to wait to see which crime she was calling you out on. “You thought you could fuck me and I wouldn’t notice?!” Ah, that.

“I—“ “Fuck you!”

Brooklyn shouted cutting off any attempt at an explanation and frustrating you. “You knew the risk and you did it anyway you bastard” she cried. You could see tears threatening to fall. “You were trying to get me pregnant this whole time weren’t you?”

You didn’t confirm nor deny the clam, instead stepping forward and wrapping your arms around her. She tried to fight back but despite her impressive slapping strength, she just was no match for you as you held her tight. When multiple attempts at hitting you failed, Brooklyn finally broke down.

“I want a family with you” you said without hesitation as she cried against your chest.

The blonde looked up at you confused and unsure, but you merely smiled reassuringly at her. You certainly wanted a family with her, of that you were sure.