Melody sat awaiting to hear her name called, then to be ushered into the familiar office. She turned a whole new hue of pink just thinking about the times she was in the same office and the positions she was in. She shook her head to clear those thoughts and to focus on the matter at hand. She was there to have a chat with Dom and every solution seemed to have her in some kind of casket. Her hand automatically rose to wrap around her throat for she knew that Dom would not appreciate the words she was readying to utter. She overlooked herself once more while dusting off an imaginary lint from her skirt. Dom would definitely tell her about her 'innocent' look. The same one she, apparently, had trapped him with, but she wasn't ready then to be in his world and well, he wasn't ready then to let her in fully. So today she had built enough confidence, after getting the results, to inform Dom of the same information that was shared to her by a doctor he had once suggested. The white blouse and the black skirt, along with her hair all bunned shouted 'pristine' but Dom would know better. Yes he should know better and she got up, upon hearing her name, and calmly walked to the familiar office to share the end of her life as she once knew it.

"Yes Melody," he said angrily. Her insides melted and she fumbled for the words she had conjured up just mere moments ago. The site of his chocolate skin against the white shirt and burgundy pants with matching tie sent a shiver up her thighs and the moist threatened to soak her panties. She squeezed her leg closer, resolving to get out the words.

"Dom, I'm ........urgh," her words halted again.

"My name is Dominic," he said fiercely.

"Dominic, I'm pregnant!"

"So," he replied looking at her through eyes that turned a darker shade of black, if it were possible.

"The child is yours," she continued.

"And what would you like from me Melody?" This time his voice took a softer and lower octave. He was gloating, she thought to herself.

"I just wanted you to know."

"So you come to my place of work, with your mini skirt, looking pristine and innocent just to tell me I'm a father?"

"Yes Dom, I mean Dominic. I came as soon as I was told."

"Melody, look at me."

She rose her eyes to look at him and the shade turned to its natural black. She shifted a little in her seat, feeling uncomfortable now as he was now in front of her kneeling to look at her face. She avoided making full eye contact as that would weaken every muscle in her being and she would eventually end up on the desk with him between the same thighs that got wet with just the sight of him.

"Melody, what do you want from me?" He asked now, in a much more polite manner.

"I was hoping you could be a father to our child Dominic," she answered and lifted the hazel eyes to meet his black gaze.

"Ok then." He agreed too quickly. This was not the Dominic she knew. He got up from his knees and around the table to where he once sat, pulled one of the draws, pulled out a box and flung it to her.

"The wedding will be in three weeks. I'll send the schedule for you." With a wave of his hand she knew he had come to the end of their meeting, but that is not what she asked him.

"I'm sorry Dominic but I think you are confused. I don't want to get married, I just want your presence in our child's life." By this time the tears were stinging her eyelash, threatening to slide down her cheeks and make its humble abode on her shoulders. The darkness in his eyes was back once again and she knew it was time to flee from this predator of a man.

"What the hell do you want melody? I'm taking responsibility and you are still asking more of me?" He screamed, nearly spitting the words in her face. She jumped out of the chair and her hands were on the door knob hoping this would make her stomach and body feel safer.

"I don't want to get married Dominic, thanks for the offer anyway." If he had walked towards her and wrapped her in his arms right there and then she would've given over her body to his every touch. She walked out before he could react to her words and strode away from Dominic, his proposal and his life knowing that was the end of whatever relationship they had together. Even though the tears played with her eyes, she refused to let them roll down and fought it with all her might.