I snuggled closer to the body next to me and felt arms tighten in response. I inhaled deeply and was instantly comforted by a familiar scent. The sunlight streaming through the windows me me reluctantly open my eyes. His sparkling green ones were staring down at me. If I was dreaming, I didn’t want it to end.
“Good morning Beautiful.” He said
with a warm smile.
I was filled with joy and
a sense of peace; he really did come back to me last night. I stretched up and
kissed him deeply and he responded enthusiastically.
Marcus rolled on top of me
parting my legs gently. I arched my back ready to accept him again. We
enjoyed each other until I was exhausted last night. He always had impressive
stamina but now as a vamp it was endless. I tried to remain quiet, but I knew
facing the kids this morning was going to be a tad awkward. I ran my hands up
his back as he settled his lean body between my legs. As our bodies joined
again, I knew I was a fool for pushing him away and I was immensely thankful
that he came back to me.
“I have to go back to the hotel.”
Marcus said softly after we finished. My thoughts went to her, we didn’t do much
talking last night but now reality was hitting me hard. He was still engaged to
her. I didn’t know why he showed up last night, but now I guess I had my
answer.
“You spent the night making love to
me only to leave and go back to her?” I ask angrily pulling away from him. I
suddenly felt very dirty and used and needed a shower to wash that away that
feeling.
“Whoa! What?” Marcus replied
quickly jumping off the bed to stop me. “I wouldn’t…you think I’d do that?” He
looked hurt and mildly insulted by my accusation.
“I don’t know Marcus. You’ve spent
the last week leaving me to spend your nights with her and…” my words faded out
and I swiped at a stray tear that rolled down my cheek.
“Hey, no crying.” Marcus said
softly. “Yes we shared a hotel room, but nothing else. I haven’t been with her at all while she’s been
here. After that afternoon with you, I couldn’t and didn’t want to. I asked her
to go back to Italy last night."
Relief washed over me when I heard him say that. Marcus turned me to face him and softly wiped away the tears that rolled down my cheeks.
"You know how sometimes something just feels…right. You can’t put it into words, but everything just fits. That’s what yesterday was for me. Being here in our house, surrounded by our children, I didn’t want to leave. Then talking to you, hearing you call me your husband still, hearing that you wanted me, wanted us. I realized I didn’t have to.”
Relief washed over me when I heard him say that. Marcus turned me to face him and softly wiped away the tears that rolled down my cheeks.
"You know how sometimes something just feels…right. You can’t put it into words, but everything just fits. That’s what yesterday was for me. Being here in our house, surrounded by our children, I didn’t want to leave. Then talking to you, hearing you call me your husband still, hearing that you wanted me, wanted us. I realized I didn’t have to.”
The tears continued to stream down
my face as I threw my arms around his neck. Marcus
held onto me tightly letting me
take comfort in his arms for as long as I needed.
“I only need to go back to the
hotel for clothes.” He said softly. “And to check out.” He continued pulling
away to look at me. “I want to come home.” His eyes searched my face looking
apprehensive about what my response might be.
