Nine Months

By Rogers Davis

Can a night of drinks change the course of your life? Can it wrap you up, tie you up…?
Odette Miller thought that this would just be one more Friday night, going out with her friends, having a couple of drinks and dancing until her feet asked for mercy, what she never imagined was that that night someone would come into her life like a furious hurricane. , teaching him that sometimes loving hurts and also destroys.
 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Patrick Robinson
• Release date: Mar 16, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215831649

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Nine Months

Author: Rogers Davis

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Chapter 1

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Sunlight bothered me. I turned in bed looking for a better position, but however I positioned myself, the light hit my face directly. Giving up, I half-opened one of my eyes, still sleepy, to look at the time on the clock, located on my desk. According to his mark, we were almost at noon.

Demons!.

It was very late. I tried to get out of bed, but my head was pounding. I lay back down and closed my eyes, feeling my skull split in two.

How many mojitos had he drunk the night before?

Stop the world, I want to get off!

I counted to three very slowly, before opening them once more and looking at the beautiful wooden ceiling.

Wood? Shit!.

I sat up in bed, opening my eyes wide. Right at that moment, I realized that I was in big trouble.

I was naked.

There was someone in the bathroom, because he heard the water running. And this was not my house.

As if by magic, the question came to me: what the hell did I do last night?

At that very moment, I heard the shower water stop running.

«That the cúnico does not panda [1] ».

I tried to calm down, taking several breaths. I needed to get out of here as fast as possible. I got up fully, covering my body with a sheet, and took a quick look at the room I was in. I wasn't in a hotel room, because although it was quite elegant, there were details – like the half-drunk glass of water that was on the table – that made me think I was in an apartment.

"Devils! Stop psychoanalyzing so much and start moving!

I scolded myself, scanning the room with my eyes in search of my clothes; I was about to give up when my peripheral vision found my push-up bra on the doorknob.

Ignoring the blush on my cheeks, I focused on putting it on quickly. I needed my panties and the dress Allegra had lent me the night before.

I looked around the room again, carefully, until I found the small piece of black lace, on one side of the big bed. I ran towards her, and I couldn't help but give a little cry when I saw that she was in pieces.

"You woke up. I heard a sexy voice behind me.

Don't turn around. Don't turn around! my inner self yelled, but like last night, when he told me it was a bad idea to go out with Allegra and Mia, I didn't pay attention. I turned slowly, to find who I could classify as a perfect specimen. Hair as black as night, eyes as blue as two sapphires, perfect cheekbones, full lips, cinnamon skin, a muscular chest – without bordering on the exaggerated – toned legs and, hell, what weapons!

I felt the blood pool in my head.

Umm, he cleared his throat. Is everything in the right place? ―If his physique was impressive, his voice... Damn!, his voice was dynamite in its highest state of purity. My crotch clenched painfully at his strange accent. Because I liked it better when you didn't have that bra.

That's when reality hit me like a huge wrecking ball. Here I was, Odi Miller, twenty-three years old, half naked, in front of the incarnation of Michelangelo 's David , in a house that was not mine, and with pieces of my black lace panties in my hand.

Oh! The panties are nice, but I'm afraid they didn't survive, I had to rip them... In my defense, I can say that you were asking me to rip them off, he said with a lopsided smile. You can be very dangerous if you put your mind to it," he whispered.

I grabbed the sheets, quickly covering myself from his hungry gaze.

Uhh...! This... You see... I...

Brilliant! He couldn't form a coherent sentence.

Congratulations, Miss Miller, you've won the idiot award.

of the month".

Yes Yes. Me and my sarcasm.

Dmitri Malinov, nice to meet you, he said, holding out his hand, and for a moment, just a moment, I resisted. He was a stranger!

A stranger who touched me more than my hand last night, but a stranger in the end.

Ode... I stammered, taking his hand.

Odette Miller, he said, accenting his foreign accent, "senior medical student, twenty-three, practicum assistant to Dr. Derrick Thatcher at the GEA Foundation. I opened my eyes, surprised. The guy was a stalker! I never put a stranger in my bed, Miss Miller. He winked flirtatiously.

Now it was official, what a panic gentlemen!.

My face must have reflected everything that was going through my mind, because he smiled.

"I won't hurt you, Odette. Maybe, if you'll let me, maybe you'll yell a little, but I assure you it'll just be like last night.

"Hell, heck, heck! What the hell happened last night?

I'll be right back, I'll go get your dress, it must have been... He pretended to think, taking her chin with his fingers, somewhere in the room. His gaze wandered over my entire body like a dog craving a bone, then he shook his head, as if clearing his ideas. I prepare some exquisite waffles. Will you stay to try them?

I looked at him confused for a few seconds, before clearing my head and speaking:

I need my dress.

"I've got it, sweetie.

He left the room, wrapped in the small towel. Once alone, I sat on the bed, trying to remember.

His face looked familiar to me; but I was sure of something: that boy was not from my university, and I had never seen him in the hospital.

Not even five minutes had passed, when the stranger returned with my dress in hand.

Th...thank you, I said taking it.

I saw him walk to the closet and take a couple of packages.

It's new, since I ruined your panties, it's the least I can do for you.

She gave me one of those smiles that I was sure would melt Antarctica faster than global warming , and then she left the room. I put my dress on quickly, and went into her bathroom to remove the remains of makeup and straighten my hair, which screamed that I had had a night of crazy sex.

«What was I thinking when I let myself be convinced by Allegra and Mia?».

When I was presentable, I went outside, finding the stranger in the kitchen. If she had any doubt that this was his home, it was dispelled by watching him fiddling with the different pans on the stove. She had put on sweatpants, which hung sinfully on her hips; his back was broad and muscular, adorned with a couple of freckles; her waist was narrow, and her rear...

Lamb of God, you take away the sin of the world!

I cleared my throat a bit before he turned around and saw me staring at him like a fool.

-Hmm...! I think it's time for me to go, my mom... she must be worried," I lied.

You live alone, he said without looking at me. I'm making bacon eggs and blueberry waffles. I already serve you.

Ehh, well, I don't technically live with my mom, but I call her early every day and... Fuck, it smelled delicious!

Run away, Odette! I have to go, have you seen my shoes?

The stranger pointed his spatula toward the sofa, and then toward the doorway; in those places were Allegra's expensive shoes.

I gave him an embarrassed look, and went to them to put them on, but my legs were shaking; his penetrating blue gaze seemed to drill into my head, so I decided to open the door and run away, when the stranger walked towards me.

I went downstairs as I heard him yell my name, however, he didn't follow me, and I thanked God for it, because I couldn't have stood another minute inside that apartment.

Once on the avenue, I took the first taxi that stopped, getting away from whatever I had done last night, but most of all, getting away from the blue-eyed stranger.

As I walked the streets of New York, I tried to remember how I had gotten involved with the stranger, but to no avail. I remembered when Mía went to the apartment for me, even when we got to the disco and decided to jump on the dance floor. The rest was a blank canvas.

I would definitely never drink again in my life. My body ached even in places I had no knowledge of pain.

I decided to stop thinking about whatever I had done the night before, and looked up, to find a pair of black gems, shamelessly staring at my legs in the rearview mirror; I remembered that I had no panties, since I had not put on the boxers that the stranger had offered me. I gave the driver a furious look while I searched my wallet for the money to pay the value of the service. I sighed audibly when I saw all my documents and my money in the purse that dad had given me before he died in that assault along with my mother, for me it was a treasure.

When the taxi parked outside my building, I paid the cost of the service and ran until I reached the entrance. She desperately needed a couple of Advil and a nap together with Ferb.

Before reaching my apartment, I knocked on Mia's door; she should at least know what had happened the night before. It took me three hits before I heard my friend's sleepy voice.

" Odi... Mia looked completely destroyed, her mascara had run, and I could swear that a trickle of saliva was slipping from the corner of her mouth. She smoothed her hair and breathed, what the hell are you doing knocking on my door like they've declared war on us? She walked away from the entrance and I followed her into her apartment. My head is going to explode, he said, throwing himself onto the sofa.

I sat across from her, watching her massage her temple.

-What happened last night? I asked, at least she was at home.

―Stss, step, let's see... last night... ―He closed his eyes―, we went to Alcatraz, with Alle, we ordered a round of mojitos and...

-AND? I asked hopefully.

"Odi, princess, I have a hangover. I can't remember anything else, I think we even drank the water from the fountain that was at the entrance. She pouted gracefully before settling back on the cushion. Wait. There were three boys at the table opposite, they were gorgeous; one had brown hair, the other was blonde, and the last one had black hair. They invited us to their table, we danced with them after they invited us for a round. We saw you while we were dancing, but then you disappeared...

Do you know where Allegra is? I inquired.

Asleep in the guest room. His gaze traveled all over my body as he raised one of his fine eyebrows. You disappeared, he pronounced, as if it barely dawned on him. Where did you go?

Fake dementia, Odette!

―Last night I felt bad, you know I'm not used to drinking large amounts of alcohol; I saw them lively enjoying themselves, so I didn't want to bother them. I went out, took a taxi and came home.

And that's why you're dressed in the same clothes from last night?

"I fell asleep on the sofa; when I woke up, I wanted to know if they had arrived safely, so I went down to see them. That's what I get for wanting to be a good friend. I feigned outrage.

At this rate I was going to graduate in acting.

I was about to leave, when Alle appeared down the hall, running as if she were being chased by ghosts, locking herself with a loud bang in the bathroom. Mia and I stare at each other when we hear her throw up, and we squeeze our stomachs so we don't go out and do the same.

Minutes later, a lock of black hair was seen through the bathroom door, Allegra looked pale, more than normal, with her right hand she held her head, and with her left her stomach. He walked slowly until he reached the sofa next to us.

What a night, huh? he said quietly. I don't quite remember what happened, but my body tells me that it was a pretty hectic night. My head is going to burst. He dropped his body next to Mia's.

You don't remember anything either! ―My voice came out much higher than I intended, both Mia and Allegra covered their ears while giving me dirty looks.

-What is the matter with you?! Alle growled in my direction, pouting. I remember that we were dancing, that we drank like crazy, and after the bottle of vodka everything becomes confusing, but I know that you disappeared.

"I felt bad and I came home.

According to her, Mia ironized, "she was worried about us, that's why she came to see us.

"Aha! Alle's sarcasm didn't go unnoticed.

"Okay guys, I have to go. It gives me peace of mind to know that you're okay, take a couple of aspirin for your headaches, and remember to do some study on the latest OB unit. Tomorrow we will have a new teacher, and I am almost sure that he will try to measure our abilities.

They both waved goodbye and I left the place, before the lie about my discomfort was useless, due to the curiosity of my friends.

As I walked to my apartment, I couldn't stop thinking about the stranger with whom I had shared a bed, and more than that.

I opened the door and Ferb greeted me with a gentle caress between the legs.

Hello, my love, I said looking at my beautiful kitten with short gray fur and big yellow eyes. I had fallen in love with him when I saw him follow me from the supermarket on the corner, almost eight months ago; I loved him with every little beat of my heart. I'm sorry I left you alone last night.

I crouched down, stroking his head for a moment.

I went to the kitchen and checked her food and water, before going to my room. I felt tired, and I definitely needed a bath. I started to undress, and my eyes widened when I found the marks on my waist and breasts.

"Fuck! What did you do, Odette?».

I went to the full-length mirror, located in the bathroom, and gasped to find more dark marks on my abdomen and thighs.

Who was this man, and what had he done with my body? With me? What if he drugged me? That could be the reason why he didn't remember anything, what if he had some sexually transmitted disease?

My head ached and it wasn't from the hangover anymore.

I remembered the open box of condoms, which was right next to the alarm clock. Automatically my body relaxed.

I took a quick shower, and made myself a cup of cereal for breakfast, trying not to think about what I'd done the night before. Once showered and fed, I lay back on the bed along with Ferb, and welcomed him into the world of dreams.

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-Let's Dance! ―Mia took us by the hand to go to the dance floor, which was the stage of the pub. The three of us began to move sensually, today I wanted fun, but jumping and moving as I was doing in the impressive twelve-centimeter-heeled shoes that Mia had forced me to wear was very exhausting and a real danger.

I'm going to sit down for a minute, I whispered into Allegra's ear.

It hadn't been ten minutes when the girls returned to our table, we looked towards the opposite table, seductively observing the three magazine-worthy specimens that were sitting there; without a doubt, there was more alcohol than blood in our veins.

A copy like that is what I need for my next birthday, I said laughing, as I watched the blue-eyed man raise his glass and bring it to his lips.

Who would say that Odette also has dark fantasies?

Alle nudged me.

"Okay, and once you're done with him or you get bored, you send him down the two floors between our apartment.

Mia clasped her hands, pleading with an adorable pout.

"No, Mia, I don't think I'd ever get tired of him.

―Well, I'll settle for one of the waiters in the area.

Alle pointed to the waiter who was passing by our table.

Why the hell didn't we get a waiter like that? I mumbled.

Why are we poor? Mia ironized, shrugging her shoulders. Poor senator's balls, Alle squealed, laughing.

One of the cute ass waiters - as Allegra had nicknamed him - came to our table placing a new bottle of Vodka and several snacks.

You ordered this, Alle? Mia asked, before reaching for a mojito. She shook her head-. Hey, sweetie, I think you got the wrong table, we haven't ordered anything.

Mr. Brown has sent this for you, he said, pointing to someone upstairs, but we couldn't see well.

"Tell Mr.... what's-his-name, that we have plenty of alcohol on the table.

Alle raised her hand showing him one of the tequila mojitos.

"I'll let you know, ladies.

The waiter withdrew while we drank our glasses to toast.

For being young, pretty, and probably very successful, Allegra said, clinking our glasses and emptying them.

Dance, dance, dance! Mia responded like a little girl, while she took us back to throw us headlong onto the track.

Jlo and the rapper Pitbull, had everyone dancing to On The Floor, my hips moving to the music, when I felt strong hands on them and a warm breath on my neck.

Come on, pretty, keep dancing like that, he said. Her voice was tremendously sexy, and a dance was not denied to anyone, was it?

The stranger started to move with me and I saw how the boys from the table in front of me approached Mia and Alle.

The song ended and a new one was heard, I turned to continue dancing with the stranger; the lights prevented me from detailing it well, but it was tall and it smelled delicious. I pressed my whole body against his, enjoying the way his back muscles felt under his shirt.

Oh, you're dangerous, he moaned in my ear as he moved with my hips. I felt his tongue slide over the skin of my neck, and my entire body warmed at his caress; His hands settled on my butt, drawing me closer to his groin.

I should have pulled away, but instead, I let him pull me closer and closer until our hips moved together.

He separated from me, taking my hand, brought his face closer to mine and whispered in a soft and lascivious voice:

Come with me, precious... And I accompanied him.

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I woke up completely disoriented, my heart pressed against my chest as I gasped for air.

I had accompanied the stranger without raising objections!... I had behaved like a random person.

I took a deep breath, the night before was part of my past and I couldn't change anything that had happened, I just hoped I hadn't contracted any kind of sexually transmitted disease and, if I was lucky, I would never see the strange-eyed man again. blue.

I ordered a pizza at home and dedicated the rest of the day to study; in time, this would only be a bad memory.

The next morning, the clock chimed to remind me that it was a new day. I got up quickly and, after an express shower, I looked for the university surgeon's overalls, I went down to the basement while I took out the keys to my Audi, my brother Mike had given it to me when I entered the university... According to him, for security.

I knew my little brother was terrified of me leaving New Jersey and coming to the big city alone. Ever since my parents were killed by a mugger when I was eight, Mike had been the big brother any girl would want. He was protective, loving, no one thought that the most affectionate and tender boy in the world could hide in that mass of muscles; and when he married Ashley, it was like she complemented him. My brother and sister-in-law loved each other so much that just seeing them caused a diabetic coma, because of how cloying they were... The elevator bell brought me out of my thoughts, I walked to my car while I saw the girls waiting for me.

"Hey girls, you look better today.

Mia handed me a glass of coffee.

-We do not understand! Mia exclaimed.

What don't they understand?

I opened the car door and unlocked it for them to get in.

You drank the same amount of liquor as us and yesterday you were like you hadn't had a drop, Alle said.

Well, it's not easy to wake up in a complete stranger's bed and carry on as if nothing had happened.

"That is true, Odi. How do you not have a hangover?

-Much water? I lied. Also, I came earlier, so I sure drank less than you. I tried to listen casually as I started the car. Ladies, would any of you recognize the guys across from our table on Saturday?

I just remember that they were really good, Mia said from the back of the car.

Did anyone get their data: names, address, phone number? -I asked for-. Do you know if they at least go to college?

I've never seen them, but the university is huge, Allegra replied. And I don't ask every dance partner I meet in a pub for the facts.

It's not like we've spent a lot of time with each other.

them, we danced a couple of songs and then they left, coincidentally, you also disappeared. That thing about you coming home... forgive me, but I don't believe you," Mia refuted.

"Well, that's what happened, Dr. Clayton.

Yep, I already see myself winning the Oscar for best actress.

We arrived at the university and headed to the auditorium where our obstetrics class would be with the new professor. I loved old Dr. Strell, but it was time for him to retire and now he had to rest.

Mia and Alle took their places. And, while the teacher arrived, I sat on the table with my back to the blackboard to review a little the last thing we had given. For a moment, I had forgotten about my crazy Saturday night and now I only cared about not looking like a fool, if the new teacher decided to give us a pop quiz.

I was so lost in my reading that I didn't notice the auditorium went completely silent, then I heard his voice.

-Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Dimitri Malinov, your new Obstetrics teacher...

Swallow me up the world!

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I turned slowly to meet that pair of blue eyes that had been with me all weekend. The stranger, who was now my new professor of obstetrics, smiled slowly at me as his gaze fell on me; He adjusted his glasses and ran a hand through his hair, before speaking to my companions again.

I'd like each of you to take your place so we can start class.

I got off the table to sit in my seat. Today more than ever she hated that Allegra was always at the top of the room. I watched him put his briefcase on the chair and sit down at the corner of his desk.

I would like to tell you a little about myself... Again, a strange accent marked the tone of his voice, "despite my accent, I am American. From a very young age, I was taken to Russia where I spent part of my adolescence and I was there until a few years ago, that is the reason for my accent. " That explained everything." I graduated with honors from Oxford; I am a Gynecologist-Obstetrician who specializes in fertility and I have a Master's Degree in Human Reproduction. I hope that, more than a teacher, I can become your friend and adviser. He smiled. Any questions?

Behind me, Deborah Spinel whispered.

"Those nice pants would look good in my room.

Dimitri just smiled, he couldn't tell if he heard her or not.

I'd play trash with him, her best friend Sarah Hills told her.

The trash? Deborah whispered again.

"You know: I throw myself to the ground and he picks me up.

They both gave stupid smiles.

He seemed oblivious to the amount of pheromones swirling through the air.

Come on, young people, I already had breakfast, so I'm not going to eat anyone, if you have any concerns, this is the best time to resolve them.

The female audience smiled.

Whoever was a scouring pad... I watched Mia place the tip of the pen in her mouth, "to rub you from the navel down...

I nudged her in the side and she returned one of her innocent looks.

He shook his head and walked to the blackboard, pulling a marker from the pocket of his robe, ignoring the whispers of the quorum.

Can someone tell me about the ectopic pregnancy? ― Silence reigned throughout the room. I'm not very given to being the bad teacher and I don't like to use dedocracy [2] , I know that was the subject discussed in the last class with your old teacher.

I preferred not to continue looking and I opened my book pretending that I was reading; but in my memory I could only remember the naked and wet torso in a towel that morning when I woke up in his bed.

Come on, boys, girls! He tried to encourage, but in the auditorium not even the fly of a fly could be heard. I tried to be good. I raised my head to see him take the form again. Miller... I looked at him over my book and he gave me a dazzling, sensual smile, "talk to me about conceiving ectopic pregnancies.

"Why did I think it