I woke up around noon to find Ryder no longer beside me. Had it all been just a dream? I touched my own body, feeling the remnants of our encounter with Ryder before I had passed out. It wasn't a dream; the crumpled sheets confirmed it.

My face flushed as I recalled what had happened between Ryder and me. I couldn't deny the possibility that I might be fertile. Did Ryder want that too, or was I just a temptation he couldn't resist?

"Argh! How do I face him now?" I muttered to myself, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and uncertainty.

Getting up, I stretched my body and made my...