When you got home Cole was already waiting in your room. He stared at you as you took off your shoes and undid your hair. It falling somewhat gracefully to your side. He eyed your cheerleading uniform and smirked. He oggled you. He might not be a football star anymore but boy did he love that tiny skirt. Thoughts filled his brain. Dangerous thoughts that he tried to ignore.

'Hey babe' He said as he propped himself up on an elbow 'How was the game?'

He didn't really care.

He was trying and failing to distract himself. The thoughts had been plaguing him all week. He couldn't stop thinking about having a kid with you. He couldn't stop thinking about claming you until your belly was full. He couldn't stop wanting the guys at school to see your belly grow all because of him, for them to know who did it. He couldn't-*

He shook his head

'Sorry whay did you say?' He asked trying to advert his gaze from your stomach. He internally told himself to behave. He was being irresponsible but when it came to you he couldn't help it.