Dear diary:
It's been a day since I've talked to Nick. I can't erase from my mind the shocked look on his face when I uttered the words, "I'm pregnant." I want so much to be with him. I was pushing Roger away this entire time because I didn't want him anymore. Now Nick's available and free. The huge question is why am I not with him? I remember our first and only night together like it was just moments ago.

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"I love being at your house." Cassie hadn't stopped glowing since she saw Nick standing at the front door.

"Ya know, for someone who just got dumped on their ass, you're quite cheerful." He was a bit annoyed, wondering why he couldn't gumption the energy she seemed to pull out of nowhere.

"I'm with one of my good friends, life is okay. Things could be a lot worse. I could have gotten dumped on my ass and had no one to turn to. Instead, here you are picking up my spirits by doing absolutely nothing at all. You just have to be here for me."

His heart of stone began to crumble slightly, partially turning him back into the person he knew himself to be. "I'm glad I can be there for someone. It actually means a lot to me to hear you say that."

"Well, it's the truth." There was an awkward silence, neither knowing what to say. In Cassie's eyes, everything else in the room evaporated for some reason and all she could see was Nick. Her vision focused on the way he was sitting on the couch, relaxing for what seemed to be the first time in his life.

Nick's sight was blinded by his pretty friend. He looked down, seeing her comfortably sitting on his floor. He'd never taken the time to really look at her before, never noticing her hidden beauty. Her brunette hair hung straight that night. There was a slight puffiness to her eyes from all the crying, but he figured he wasn't looking so hot either. Her lips shined from whatever gloss she had decided to wear that night. The longer he sat there and stared, the more turned on he became. He leaned forward, his actions unknown. "Cee Cee?"

She looked up; not even knowing what hit her. His lips came crashing down on hers in an instant. She couldn't resist him. Then again, she didn't want to. Her grip around his neck soon tightened, drawing him closer and into her embrace. He scooted off the couch and onto the floor, taking her into his arms while their breathing increased. "Nick..."

"Shhh, don't say anything." He continued to caress her skin with his soft lips, losing all control of his senses. "Come with me," he whispered. "Choose, they croon, the ancient ones, the time has come again. Choose now, they croon, beneath the moon beside an ancient lake. Enter again the sweet forest. Enter the hot dream, come with us. Everything is broken up and dances."

Cassie was now totally gone. His poetry could make her heart skip a beat, even when they weren't in a moment of passion. "Take me now," she managed to get out before their lips were engulfed in another deep kiss.

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My eyes water at even a thought of the night we shared. I saw a side of Nick I'd never seen before, one that I long to see again. My skin craves to receive another touch from his strong hands, to feel the fiery touch I grew to love within moments of first experiencing it. I want to feel him close to me, to wake up next to him.

What do I do if he wants nothing to do with me or the baby? Would it even be worth having this baby without him? All I can do is wait and see what he has in mind for his life, and then I'll organize mine.

Damn, the phone is ringing. A part of me is racing to answer it and another part of me is afraid to know what lies waiting for me on the other end. Well, it's now or never.