Been There, Banged That...My Life As A Man-Whore

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Chris POV:

I couldn’t believe it, I wasn’t having my son. I was beyond disappointed. I didn’t want a girl; I wanted a boy, a son that could carry on the family name.

”Chris?” Annie called bringing me out my thoughts. “What?” I asked as the nurse finished up her report. “Are you mad?” She asked as she bit her lip. Was I mad? Yes, but I can’t do a thing about it. Fuck!

“No.” I told her not really wanting to talk about it. I really wanted my son, but now that’s all changed and I wasn’t getting him, at least not yet. “Chris?” Annie called again and I turned and glared at her hoping that would tell her to just leave me alone for now.

The nurse finished up and handed Annie a few pictures as I walked out to the waiting area, I really needed to breath. My phone was ringing but I didn’t want to talk to anyone, I just needed to calm down. I know it’s not what I want but I can’t change the sex of the baby and no matter what I was still having a girl.

“Chris, are you ready?” Annie asked as she walked up to me. “Yeah, let’s go.” I told her as we walked to the car. I was silent the whole drive to the house and all Annie could do is stare at the sonogram pictures. I just need to realize that next time I’ll have him. I could see the love Annie had in hers eyes as she stared at the pictures. She was happy and I guess I could be… eventually. After we pulled up to the house I told her I had something to do as she got up to go inside alone.

I just needed to get away, have a drink, relax maybe even find a new sexy girl. Yea, that’s what I need, that always works. I pulled up to the downtown club I normally go to where they have all the sexy stripers. I sat down at the bar and watched as a pretty little thing came out dressed like a cop.

Annie’s POV:

I know he wasn’t happy, but I didn’t care. I was going to have my baby girl. I wasn’t even 100% sure it was even Chris’s baby, but that’s something I’ll deal with when the time came. Would Chris still love her if she wasn’t, do I even have it in me to tell him? No, I’m sure this is his baby; I don’t know why I’m getting myself so worked up.

I stared down at the picture than looked at my tiny baby bump. “Hello baby girl, I love you.” I told her instantly feeling calm. My chest ached for her and I know this has to be love. I was carrying my first baby and I loved her the moment I found out I was pregnant. Chris has changed, he hasn’t hit me since I came home and I’m sure it was because of the fact that I was carrying her.

I wanted to call her other than baby girl, I wanted to name her. I went online and looked at all the girl names. I sent Chris a text asking for his help but his reply was as simple as “I don’t care”. I was picking it out on my own. I called my foster mother hoping she could help me.

“Anna Banana?” She asked as she picked up the phone. She always called me that since they adopted me. “The one and only.” I laughed as she asked me how I was and the baby was. “Were both fine, I’m actually trying to figure out a name for her.” I told her smiling because she didn’t know I was to find out the sex today. “Her? I’m having a granddaughter?” She asked excitedly. I laughed and said yes as she went on and on about how my baby girl was going to be spoiled rotten. Than a thought hit me, and I knew then what I wanted to name her, and why.

If it wasn’t for my foster mother I wouldn’t be given the life I was giving and there was really no other way to thank her and regardless on what Chris had to say I was naming her it. “Danielle?” I told her as she gasped. I knew she knew what I was saying. “You’re giving her my middle name?” She asked as her voice broke. “If it wasn’t for you I would have never had this life. You gave me life and there’s no other way I rather thank you.” I told her truthfully as she sobbed. “Annie, my precious Annie, I loved you since the first time I saw you, you alone was the best thing anyone could give me. Thank you baby.” She told me as she cried some more.