Thursday. Five days later. Five days since Matthew and Priya snuck that crazy quickie at his other sister-in-law's house.
His affair with Priya was in full swing, and had been for several months at this point. Where would it go from there? It was a question that he wondered about ever since that first kiss. It was a question he had always pushed aside for later.
He was in a happy place. He had been in love with Priya for years, and now that he gets to be with her, everything in life seemed better. And the fact that she returned that love was beyond his wildest dreams. He knew their love was doomed. He knew that she would never destroy her family for him. And he wasn't exactly eager to do that either. So he pushed the question aside. No need to figure that out now. Leave it for another day.
As it turned out - that day would be today.
There was a knock on his door and he heard someone try the knob, but it was locked. Excited, because he knew there was only one person that would try to walk straight in, he got up from his desk and went to the door. His heart pounded when he saw the shape of a beautiful West Indian woman through the frosted glass. He opened it.
Priya was standing there, outside, looking fantastic as usual. Her hair was down, and she had a tight white t-shirt on with a light jacket and her cute little belly stuck out enough that the t-shirt actually had a circular dent where her navel was located. She was wearing brown corduroy pants and black sandals. Her toenails were not polished anymore. What caught his attention the most, though, was the serious -- and scared -- look on her face.
When he kissed her, she only gave it half her attention. He closed the door behind them as she slipped her pretty feet out of her sandals. He had seen a lot of her lately. In the five days that had passed since their exciting encounter over the bannister at her sister's house, he had seen her twice. At this point, the two in-laws had made love in every way manageable. He still yearned for her with every ounce of his being.
"We have to talk." Priya said, a little coldly as she walked past him and shrugged off her jacket to the floor. She went straight into the living room and sat down on the sofa. He sat down beside her, his heart racing. Did Raj find out?
Did Zoe?
What's going on? He had no idea.
"I am late for my pare-iod." Priya said, bursting into tears. She was normally a strong woman, so seeing her cry was quite unexpected. His eyes widened, but his heart soared with happiness. Could it be? No, it doesn't mean it's for sure. The blood raced through his veins and now the joy was replaced by fear, as the reality of the situation sunk in. But the joy wasn't completely gone - a big part of him was still very, very happy.
He put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. Priya snuggled into his chest, still sobbing. He put his other arm around her and rubbed up and down the cool skin of her bare arm. He kissed the top of her head. He then raised her head and brushed her hair back behind her ear and kissed her teary eye and then her cheek. He then kissed her nose and then her eye again.
"How late?" Matthew asked. She looked at him, dark eyes glistening with her tears. She was beautiful.
"Late enough that I took a prag-nancy test." She looked nervous to continue. Matthew held his breath.
"I am prag-nont Matthew. I am having yore baby." Priya said softly in her West Indian accent. His heart soared. He was actually happier than he was scared, even though he didn't know what the fuck they would do. He had impregnated his wife's sister? They brought it on themselves, fucking all the time and cumming inside her each and every time lately. What did he think would happen?
"That's wonderful." He said in awe. He brushed her hair back behind her ear again and looked her in the eye. "I love you so much, Priya."
"I love you too!" Priya burst into tears. "But what are we going to do?"
"We will always love each other." Matthew said, kissing each of her eyes again. "I will do whatever you want. But I want to leave Zoe. Be with you. But that's what I want. I want to be with you every day for the rest of my life. But you're the one who has a child to consider. You're the one who would face the repercussions more than I. So whatever you decide, I'll support."
She was looking at him with such love, but also helplessness. And his heart ached. He never wanted this woman to feel helpless. He put his hand on the side of her face and kissed her forehead.
"I'll do everything I can to make it easier for you, whatever you choose. If you want to raise the baby as Raj's, I...I would support that as well. I would help out and raise it as well as I can as a 'favorite uncle'. Though if the baby comes out too white then we may not have a choice."
"My great-grandmother was white, so we do have that in my ancestry. As long as it is not completely pale." Priya said, clearly starting to collect her thoughts and regain some composure. They were silent for a moment, just holding each other.
"Part of me wants to run off together, get married and go live on an island some-wayer." Priya said, chuckling a little through her tears as she tried to wipe them from her face. He smiled.
"Same here." Matthew agreed. "I would love that. Whatever you decide. I am sorry to put you in this position."
