Impossible To Resist (BWWM Romance Book 1)(97)

His face grew fierce and his eyes were filled with anger. “I don’t give a damn if you feel like you can get an abortion or not, you are going to get an abortion and you are going to go to another school and graduate away from that bastard!

“I did not give up all of my retirement money, all of my savings, all of my health and my life, and every single thing that I have given up since the day that you were born, to enable you to be able to go to college and get a decent education so that you could make something of yourself and your life, just so that you could go screw some teacher at your college and get knocked up by him and blow it all to hell! You are not going to wreck your future! I’m not going to let you do it, damn it!”

She stared at him as everything in her felt like it was careening as far out of control as it possibly could.

She shook her head. “Daddy… please! I don’t think I can get an abortion! I don’t feel like that’s right!”

He leaned down close to her, not bothering to lower the volume of his voice at all. “You are not having a kid! You are going to do what I tell you to do, or you are going to get the hell out of my house and never show your face here again!

“You can’t have a kid, you’re not even responsible enough to not get pregnant and not have an affair with a man you have no business sleeping with!” he shouted at her. “How in the hell do you expect to raise a kid? You haven’t graduated, you have no job, no home except mine, and I’m sure as hell not bringing a baby in here!

“You have nothing! Nothing at all in the whole world except one chance to graduate and make something of yourself! You are not giving that up for some bastard kid! I have not killed myself slowly all of these years so that you could blow everything I’ve done for you in one shot like this!

“No! You get your ass to the women’s doctor and you get an abortion! There is no other

choice for you! You want a kid later on, fine, you get a job, you save some money, you buy a house, you find a guy, you get married and settle down, and then, and only then, do you take on the lifelong commitment of raising a kid! Do you understand me?” he roared at her.

She stared at him, trembling. He was right. She had nothing to give a child. She had no place to take it, no way to raise it, no way to care for it, and no one to help her with it.

“What if I gave it up for adoption?” she almost whispered.

He narrowed his eyes and shook his head. “No! What are you going to do, spend the next six months trying to get through your last year of college pregnant and walk across that stage to get your diploma all fat with a baby?

“What if something goes wrong medically while you’re trying to go to school? What if you wind up having to do bed rest or something goes wrong with the kid while it’s in you, what if anything happens and you aren’t able to graduate because you’re too busy trying to take care of yourself while you’re pregnant, trying to save a kid that you are going to give up the minute it’s born anyway?

“Then what, huh? You sacrifice your final semester and wind up graduating late and not being able to get a job when you want one because you got all tangled up with a kid? No! You go abort that thing right away! As soon as they can get you in, do you hear me?” he demanded angrily.

“I’m not sure what I’m going to do!” she told him nervously. “I am positive that I don’t want to leave the college I’m at, though, I want to graduate where I started school and I am not sure what I’m going to do about the baby!” she stood up and faced him, looking up into his dark eyes.

He spoke low; his voice stern. “You are going to get rid of that pregnancy, and you are going to change schools, or you are going to get the hell out of my house, do you hear me?” he told her for the final time.

She took a breath and looked at him sadly, and then turned and walked away from him, going to her room and closing the door behind her. She truly was just as alone as she felt.

*

The next morning when she woke up, her father was already gone, and there was no breakfast made for her, there was no note, and there was no sign of anything from him to her. That in itself was a huge mark of his anger at her.

She could only think of one person that she could try to go to for help and direction, for comfort and support, and that was Connor. She knew that they had said they wouldn’t see each other again, but there was no getting around it. She dressed herself nicely and went to the school, walking determinedly toward his office, a place she had avoided at all costs until that morning.

Catalina hadn’t been there since the last time they had made love and said goodbye, and now she had to go back to tell him that she was carrying his baby. She had no idea how he would react, or what he would want to do, but she had to take the chance to talk with him and at least let him know.

When she reached the door, she saw that there was a light on inside and she knocked on the door. A woman’s voice called out for her to enter. She frowned slightly and turned the doorknob, pushing the door open and walking in to see one of the other professors from the campus sitting on the wide old leather sofa against the back wall. The last time she saw that sofa, she had spent hours making love with Connor on it. She drew in her breath and looked at the professor, who gazed up at her with dark eyes.

The woman had long silvery white hair that was pulled up at the back of her head, and she was wearing a pants suit with a jacket and a light blue button up shirt that was only buttoned up to the lower part of the woman’s cleavage. Catalina remembered her name.